"What are you doing?"
"I'm just deciding what to cook for dinner."
"So, what are you cooking?"
"Chicken."
Pause.
"Aren't you going to invite us for dinner?"
"You don't need an invitation."
And so it goes.
After a little back and forth, we decided that since T had all of the side dishes from Thanksgiving to accompany the chicken, John and I would go to their house with the main dish in tow. I prepared Ina Garten's Lemon Chicken Breasts, instructed T to have the oven heated to 400 degrees, grabbed a bottle of wine, and off we went.
While the Martinis were being shaken, the chicken went into the oven, and T heated up the Apple Butternut Squash Soup. Delicious.
What a nice way to end the holiday weekend.
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