Sari's Party, Part One
In my indignation about bombing and my excitement about dessert, I almost forgot to show you the main dish at my belated birthday party that dear Sari gave in my honor. Pork loin roast crusted with mustard and bathed in a green peppercorn jus.
The chops were about two inches thick, ringed with flavor on the outside, just blushing on the inside. Before slicing, it was a thing of beauty. After slicing, it was mouthwatering.
This from a woman who swears she's a lousy cook. If that's true, I need more lousy cooks in my life.
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