tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19214002.post8078239056004709734..comments2024-02-05T00:53:15.750-08:00Comments on Food Writer’s Diary: JB’s birthdayBret Thornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421121059536730439noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19214002.post-62981457974839005242007-07-09T14:39:00.000-07:002007-07-09T14:39:00.000-07:00Shane, sometimes I list everything on the menu at ...Shane, sometimes I list everything on the menu at the end of the blog entry, and sometimes I include it in the narrative, which I did in this case. It just depends on what style that particular entry lends itself to.<BR/><BR/>And I thought I did mention *everything* I ate that night. What did I forget? Did I eat something late at night in my drunken reverie that I have forgotten? <BR/>Was there cake? I bet there was cake. Did you bake it? If so, I'm sure it was delicious, but Bev and I drank a lot of wine together.Bret Thornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05421121059536730439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19214002.post-90513424636980584042007-07-09T13:53:00.000-07:002007-07-09T13:53:00.000-07:00Many thanks to JB for hosting his own party - even...Many thanks to JB for hosting his own party - even though he was the belated birthday boy, he was right there simultaneously cooking on three separate outdoor heat sources: large Weber (hardwood charcoal, for ribs), moderately big-ass gas grill (grilled corn and tidbits), and jet engine-sounding gas flame lobster pot. Plus greeting guests all around the house.<BR/><BR/>Indeed, his kids are well-rounded gustatorially: I still remember little J's face light up around 4 years of age when he got his sushi appetizer plate, including the creamy-white and purple slice of octopus.<BR/><BR/>Hey, Bret, you didn't mention *everything* you ate that night. Or is your menu-list only for restaurants?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19214002.post-78202953407297737482007-06-29T10:57:00.000-07:002007-06-29T10:57:00.000-07:00Parties are only fun when good friends like you sh...Parties are only fun when good friends like you show up. Thanks again for coming and for everyone else who made the trip. It is a rare party that the lobster and or ribs are not finished on the spot. A testimony to my wife's ability to embrace over-indulgence.<BR/><BR/>Who ever think that kids don't love raw tuna, flying fish roe, lobsters, and ribs, has never been to this party. What a fun group of kids.JBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02699889179999320773noreply@blogger.com