I knew, from various baked goods she’s brought into work to share, that she was a great cook. But, truly, this meal was very probably the most spectacular I’ve ever enjoyed.
I never thought I’d get to step into a movie, but the experience was like living in Babette’s Feast. (Her husband told me that she had started preparations for the meal on Thursday…)
I will never remember all the courses, but here’s (forgive me for this!) a taste:
- Dishes of marinated olives, mozzarella, mushrooms, eggplant and squash with homemade bread.
- Prosciutto e melone
- Chilled red pepper and artichoke soup
- A salad of rice, ham & peas
- Marinated Steak (sliced and rare)
- Mediterranean Chicken (with lemon and olives in a sauce to die for…)
- Shrimp and Feta
- Tortilla Espanola
- Zuppa Inglese
- Flour-less Chocolate Cake
- Figs stewed in wine
- Almond, rice and pomegranate compote
St. Ignatius reminds us that love is shown more in deeds than in words. I just got myself a whole love of love!
(She brought leftovers into work on Monday and they disappeared in seconds. I’m guilty as charged…)