The only good part about that was a quick about face had me headed back to the starting point. Well, almost. Apparently I really was on autopilot when going up and down the hills because when faced with a 4 way intersection and town signs pointing every which way? I picked the down hill route, only to make it half way down the hill and start looking around and realized I picked the wrong way- again. Sigh. Nothing like the strawberry pie to encourage the new pink shoes to keep moving. I finally did make it home, to where 3 little kitties ran as soon as they smelled me.
Post shower, I joined Jess in the kitchen to prepare the feast. The official menu was: Cornish game hens, steamed artichokes, fresh strawberries and whipped cream, and of course, wine. While it finished, I passed out on the couch and woke up starving.
Yep. Do you see the "after" shot of my plate?
Happy Easter!
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