Gordon made a very nice supper on Friday: grilled chicken with tomatoes, goat cheese and parsley, steamed broccoli, and mashed potatoes with parsnip and garlic (I grew the potatoes and garlic!)...


Here is the proud chef in the t-shirt I bought him on Etsy!
And here's a typical Saturday-morning scene: a boy, his computer, his coffee, and his loving dogs...

The cone comes off Tristan at the end of this week.
Hope you are all having a lovely weekend!
now there is a fine figure of a man at rest, Knatolee!
ReplyDeleteOh that looks good... will he come here and cook for me...? Or at least give my guy a few pointers? (love the tee)
ReplyDeleteGordon is definitely a goofball, Knattie.
ReplyDeleteBut he's obviously YOUR goofball. And he's managed to seduce you to the point that you're taking pictures of his food.
And now . . . to the small matter of manufacturing a machine to teleport the food in that picture to my machine . . . .
He's a good goofball, and he's really done well learning to cook. :)
ReplyDeleteJams, that is a typical weekend morning scene at our house. A man, his couch, his coffee, and his dogs. And maybe a cat or two.
Chef Nick, let me know how you get along with the teleport.
WanderingCat, Gordon could barely managed a frozen dinner when we first met. He has come a LONG way!!