Last Friday, Lois burst in carrying bags of food--shrimp, clams, veggies, and an enormous amount of spirits--and announced we were having a feast. No special reason, just it was the weekend, ergo time for a party. She exploded into activity preparing a shrimp cocktail, cooking pasta, and steaming clams in wine, and mixing several different drinks while we waited for the food to cook. Of course, the wait was worth the time.
The shrimp was tasty, with delightful flavors playing around on my tongue. The clams on pasta was okay; I found the wine sauce too tart for my taste, but the clams were excellent. This was the first time either of us had cooked fresh clams; it turned out easier than it looks; and they were excellent.
I had no problem with any of the food, but by Monday Lois was experiencing stomach cramps, which she thought came from having too much seafood at one time. She took a couple days getting over the Friday night party. Next time maybe we should have only one new dish, and several new drinks for a party.
Still I think it was great time. We need to look for more reasons to celebrate and find the joy in life.