Tonight we had a little pre-birthday celebration for my Uncle. He's the oldest of my father's 12 siblings (he turns 68 later this week) and moved to the TO about 50 years ago. They're insanely wealthy - full stop, not just by our standards. Big in finance. But he's still a "proud Newfoundlander first", ha! I never realized there was another one so passionate about it in my family. I also got to meet my brand new cousin-in-law from Manhattan, but they live in TO ("the Danforth", she said. They just bought a house there, but they're keeping their old condo downtown as well to rent out). She was AWESOME. Just... so much fun. And gracious. I was afraid she'd be unimpressed or condescending, but she wasn't at all. I asked if she found St. John's very small and she said, "Not especially. It looks like a town because the buildings are so small, but it's still a city. There's still street life." and even her questions, which is where the condescension is usually really obvious, were genuine and cute. She didn't know she had to press the button on the pole to get the walk symbol to appear. I had to explain that's for intersections without a lot of pedestrian traffic off peak hours. It was just a fantastic evening.
Anyhow, Mom went all out on this one.
We had fried cod tongues/cheeks with a delicious salad full of nuts and a homemade dressing to start.
The main course was bacon-wrapped, cedar plank salmon filled with dressing, with hollandaise sauce, asparagus, baked potatoes, and a homemade cod-au-gratin.
We had a delicious panna cotta for dessert, with homemade blueberry sauce she made from berries she picked herself.
And lots and lots and lots of wines. It was DELICIOUS!
And, of course, finished it off with some tea and sweets.
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