Saturday, February 12, 2011
When I went to the grocery store, it took longer to find the Marsala wine in the alcohol section than the entire rest of the trip. I finally asked, and after the customer service manager looked for awhile, we got the store manager and he came and walked right up to it. There were 4 rows of various wines and only ONE Marsala. But I got home, pounded the heck out of two chicken breasts, doubled the amount of mushrooms, and ended up with a very yummy dinner. DD ate all her mushrooms, all her noodles, and about 20% of one of the chicken breasts. Then asked for a PBJ. Oh well. So she's not a gormet.