This week has been a boon for me. Not 0nly was I able to co-host a BBQ (without puking from nerves), but I got a new job! After just three weeks of searching, the right company wanted me, ‘lil ole me! And I wanted them. It’s a good match. Good guys, short commute (in Berkeley!), acceptable salary (considering “these tough economic times”) and fantastic benefits!

Perhaps though, an even more nuanced achievement than getting hired was the meal I cooked on Tyler’s birthday. I went old school. I went Julia Child. I went (for the most part) BY THE BOOK (which I rarely do unless baking) and produced a boeuf bourbinoin that was sublime and I mean 18th century romanticism sublime.

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