Sage Wisdom & Rosemary Chicken

What was I thinking ending that last post with something that required follow through?

The ancient sages said, "Know thyself."  I always liked my friend's version of that saying.  It was on a plaque on her mother's fireplace mantel: "Smack thyself."  Much more fitting in my case.

So, since there was not an overwhelming outcry from the the nether reaches of the internet for the curry recipe I tried last week. I'm movin' on.  If one of the three of you who read the last post would like the recipe, please comment and I'll get right on that (next year).  (<---know thyself).

Here's what I'm up to this Friday:
Just sent this email to my girlfriends...If you are one of my girlfriends and did not receive this email, please comment and I'll get right on that (this minute). (<---smack thyself).


"Hi Girls!

Anyone up for an impromptu Girls' Nite at my house tomorrow night?

Here's the plan(ish):

1. Eat good food.
2. watch a movie/hang out

*See end of email for menu and rsvp (so fancy) information

4:00/4:30
Michele and my friend Adriana (who cooks with me out of the goodness of her heart every Friday night) are planning to come over early to help prep food.  Anyone is welcome to come over and backseat cook.  If you decide to come over early, you might want to bring your chef's knife with you b/c you will be put to work. :)  And if too many girls (can there really be "too many") come over early be prepared to be sent out of the kitchen to sit on the couch and snack b/c you know what they say about too many cooks in the kitchen....  Or maybe I'll just go snack on the couch and you all can cook! haaha! :)  kidding, of course.

6:30
eat.

6:45
eat.

7:00
eat.

7:01
stop eating.  we're americans we don't linger and "dine" :(

7:05
watch movie/talk/hangout

7:09
dessert of some kind that I have not planned yet.

11:00
call husbands and tell them we are still hanging out and will be home in a couple of hours.

12:00
feel bonded and loved and thankful to be females.

RSVP:
please let me know asap if you can come and what part you plan on coming to.  feel free to come late.
I need to know how much chicken to buy.  I'm going to the store at 10am tomorrow, so it would be great to know before then, but if you really want to come over for dinner and didn't rsvp before I go to the store, I'm sure someone will be willing to half their chicken with you.

bring $2-$3  I ain't rich.  wish I was. but I ain't.
feel free to bring a dessert if that does not stress you out.  No girls stressed out about making a dessert allowed.  Unless you're stressed out and need a good place to vent.  that is definitely allowed.

Menu:
Roasted Chicken with lemon, rosemary garlic and thyme
roasted potatoes, butternut squash, parsnips carrots
I know this isn't super "spring-y" but its still solid winter everywhere else, and I want to honor that.
some kind of salad I haven't planned yet.
and maybe I'll get fancy and make some kind of bread.  (this is a big maybe.)

Movie:
something from my chickflick collection or whatever is good on the netflix instant queue.  Not that movie with meg ryan and the dude that travels in time.  I had a girls night ruined by that movie. and i haven't recovered from it.  never. again.

Okay, I think that's it.  Knowing me, I've left out something important, so feel free to email me with questions and your "yes" rsvps! :)

Love,
Jenny

P.S. I drink wine.  If you drink wine, bring your favorite.  If you do not drink wine and would be uncomfortable around other people drinking wine.  I'm sorry (for you).  On Friday nights I drink wine.  I'm religious about it.  ;) "


So far I have received 8 wish-i-could-be-theres.  I have a bunch of planners for friends. 



I found the aforementioned dinner menu on a Jamie Oliver cooking show.  I think I'm in love.  I think he is helping me make peace with my issues (the cooking show issues...we haven't shared our other issues. yet.)

I am so tempted to say that I'm going to tell all about my new relationship with Jamie Oliver in my next blog post. But in an effort to know myself I'll refrain so I don't need to smack myself.