Phil's been begging to watch I Am Love for a ridiculously long period of time so finally hosted at my place. I was truly frightened that the rain would screw up the internet or something and Netflix would fail and he'd kill me...fortunately it all worked out. I made homemade brownies and whipped cream (which I could live on if I didn't know how turrible it was for me), and a salad with lettuce, gorgonzola, and Granny Smith apples tossed in some balsamic.
Deepa brought this awesome potato and gorg and other cheese dish that was so pretty and delicious, and Phil stepped up his game (apparently cooking for the first time ever?) making a yummy chicken Milanese in honor of the movie.
Lots of pigging out during lots of food porn (and real porn, ugh Tilda full frontal) while it rained outside...my kind of Sunday night. Def need to bring back potluck Sundays.
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