We had a second celebration for John's birthday last night. Ethan made a quick trip up from Atlanta; I made a chocolate cake. (One of the best and moistest ever, though I say it myself --'Siren's Chocolate Cake' from the SOUTHERN JUNIOR LEAGUE COOKBOOK.)
Four layers with freshly made citrus marmalade between the layers.
And fried chicken -- I forgot to take a picture till most of it was done. John is convinced that fried chicken on the wood stove in the ne plus ultra of fried chicken and I have to agree it was pretty delicious.
A mostly homegrown, mostly Southern feast -- mashed potatoes and gravy, corn, and green beans. The green beans were the ringers -- store bought and briefly steamed rather than cooked forever with fat back in the way of the South..
Of course there was more bubbly -- and I ended the evening feeling a bit weak and silly.
But the kittehs refused to do this post for me.