...It used to bother me because I thought my dad wasn't writing me back when I'd write him, but then I began realize it was like he wasn't getting my emails! When the situation with the Sams Card happened, I made him call me to talk to me about it...didn't want to deal with it via email 'cause you really don't know who you're dealing with or if information is getting through or if the story is being twisted to fit an agenda. Heh. I should write a novel.
I think I'm gonna try making this for dinner. I don't have fresh rosemary and thyme (yet), and I guess I'd substitute the red wine that's been in the fridge since before Christmas for the sherry, but I think it'll still be tasty. Gonna half the recipe.