Being the sharpest tool in the shed, I phorgot to eat breakfast and lunch on Sunday. Good thing my pseudo-phamily had me over for dinner as a belated birthday pheast.
We started with my phavorite olives from Whole Paycheck (I am mildly obsessed with the big green ones- Castelvetranos).
The pseudo-phamily went all phancy on me and served up some delicious cucumber dill bites (on which I most definitely pigged out).
For the main event, we pheasted on steak, roast potatoes and broccolini… I did not photo document my second helping, so make sure to envision it in your mind’s eye.
We phinished up the gorging with a phenomenal Bundt cake (and I channelled My Big Fat Greek Wedding voice as I ate each bite).
Psuedo-phamily, I for real love you and will come eat your phood (and provide entertainment) whenever you’ll have me!