I like meat.

There.  I said it.

You might think this would conflict with Sarah’s penchant for salads … but you would be wrong.

I was ready to eat Sunday night, and Sarah cooked up a fantastic melange of chicken, sausage, onions, and spices to go over the lettuce (and next to the equally delicious acorn squash).

That one is Sarah’s plate.  The orange-ish stuff in the upper left-hand corner is mashed carrots-and-potatoes-and-onions.

And that’s my plate.  I am clearly a better eater than Sarah, if only in terms of quantity.  On the quality front, Sarah probably still wins, though.  Exhibit A: the pomegranate we had for dessert ended up on my sleeve (despite the valiant efforts of a Williams and Sonoma apron).

In other news, it turns out that an overnight soak in cold detergent water will completely remove pomegranate stains from a white dress shirt.  Don’t rub it, do get it wet quickly and thoroughly.

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