rogue_designer

T-eh parents came up for the weekend... and I am a lucky boy as a result. I love it when me pa picks up the tab and me mum chooses the joint.

Friday night - a really perfect prosciutto and black truffle stuffed ravioli in gorgonzola cream sauce. A very nice sangiovese to pair.

Saturday night - the best venison I've had, ever. Served with a tarragon sabayon. Dessert was a trio of creme brulees - flavored with Grand Marnier, Fennel Pollen, and African Bird Pepper. A lush burgundy to wash it all down.

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In other news:
- Sold a triptych of photographs - so that's bueno.
- Installed new car speakers... random but important given how much I'm in the car.
- Almost got killed by some jackass who was driving the wrong way down an 8 lane divided highway... how the hell did he even get on going that direction?

I'm slowly starting to support the idea of multiple iq tests that dictate to some extent what you are allowed to do.
Fail basic parenting tests, no kids until you pass. Fail emotional relationship tests, no long term relationships with anyone who tested higher than you. Fail not being a jackass in a bar test - not allowed to hang out in the local pub until you shape up. It sounds harsh, but just as its safer for everyone if I wear my glasses while driving... some things require a level of clarity and understanding to do - we let too many people slip by.

I know.

I'm a bastard.

I'd fail the compassion test I think.