




Last weekend my sister visited, a cousin from Dallas, accompanied by a couple friends and husbands and wives. I felt compelled to give a big lunch on Sunday before they left(being in the restaurant business, it is also the only day I can entertain). The parlor was polished and ready to receive guests, the dining room was set for a state dinner, and I prepared two appetizers shown on my previous post, a Lidia Bastianich recipe for stuffed veal roast, roasted vegetables, and Camp Grove corn pudding. I purchased a fruit tart fron La Bon Bouche. It was a marvelous day, and we played the piano and sang, and told stories all afternoon. There is nothing quite so good as having your family around.
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