Saturday, November 12, 2016
When Anne started going out with Mr New, she and I continued to see one-another once a week. So at one stage I made her a promise that the next time we saw one another twice a week, I would put on our favourite dinner, which is lamb cutlets. They are a bit dear for everyday dining but make a great special meal. They are very tasty. I like them with plenty of salt and well-buttered bread.
So on Wednesday I got a heap of them from my freezer and made a good salad to accompany them. We had a Wyndhams bin 555 Shiraz to wash it down. And it was a great evening.
Then on Friday morning, Paul and Elise joined me at breakfast at my usual cafe. Paul and I talked about all sorts of things, including Mr Trump. We both like Mr Trump but I told Paul never to argue about him. The things people don't like about Mr Trump -- bad manners etc. -- are real and excusing them will not be well received. Even many of those who supported Mr Trump are aware of his faults but we overlook them because we like his policies.
When we got back to the car after brekky. Elise stopped and carefully took her sunnies out of her gold handbag, put them on and then clicked her handbag shut before she went any further. All completely ladylike at age 3.
And on Friday night Anne and I had one of our two annual dinners with Jill and Lewis. As usual for the one late in the year we went to The Sunny Doll and had some of their scrumptious Japanese food. I ordered some vegetable tempura as an appetizer before the main meal as Anne particularly likes that. She never fails to remind me to order it! Lewis knew what he wanted for his main course -- Omurice -- but for the rest of us I just ordered a selection of the rice dishes (Donburi). When the dishes arrived, I said that Anne and Jill could choose one and I would have the other. That caused momentary confusion but one of them came with salad so that was an obvious choice for Anne, who is something of a salad devotee. We were all rather naughty as none of us finished our beautifully-cooked rice. I reproduce the docket below as a memento of what we had.
Then on Saturday night we had one of our big Bollywood dinners so everybody would get a chance to see Paul and Elise. I offered a toast at the beginning of the evening to "A very special person" -- Elise.
Sahara was very vivacious at the dinner, playing mainly with Tim until she wore him out. She was looking more beautiful than ever.
Sahara looking alert
Anne mainly talked to Ken, as she often does. They both do a lot of holiday travel so discuss that, among other things. I was particularly pleased to see all the littlies running about. I mainly talked to Jenny and was sad to hear that Nanna has had a bad turn.
I talked briefly with Ken about Mr Trump. Anne in the middle
Anne counted 22 people at the dinner, including about 6 kids. Paul invited some of his friends along so that increased our normal numbers.
I got to pick up Elise and give her a hug as I was leaving and was amazed at how heavy she was. Like Joe, she seems to have inherited Jenny's big bones. But it was her boyfriend that Elise was interested in cuddling
Below is a brilliant portrait that Ken did of Elise. Ken is a man of the arts. He draws, he plays music and he writes stories.
Then Joe and I were due for our usual leisurely Sunday morning breakfast -- where we mostly discuss politics