So, the dinners on Charles Street go something like this:
"They had chocolate pasta at the store today - they were giving out samples."
"Did you try some? What'd it taste like?"
"It was good - like chocolate."
"What could we do with it...."
And then it starts. After much discussion we imagined a chocolate lasagne with pears, cointreau and whipped cream.
Two nights ago we imagined smoked apple cider. And smoked ricotta gnocchi with leeks and morels.
We make up more dishes sitting at dinner than we could ever possibly make. We forget to write them down or make them. I'm going to try to start keeping track - they all sound soooo good.
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