D and I have a drinking problem. We can't seem to finish a bottle of wine anymore. To remedy this problem and yet still indulge in our love of the grape, we have been investing in stock buying Black Box wines. 
The Cab and Merlot aren't too bad, and the Chard is ok, too. I'm more of a Pinot Noir drinker, but I'll takes what I can gets.
Yesterday, I skipped my "juice" and had a Boulevard "Irish Ale." Not bad, either, and just what I needed to go with our Corned Beef and Cabbage dinner. The Irish Soda Bread was good, too, and marks the occasion of my first baking attempt since the twins birth. Not exactly Irish, but we're having Reubens tonight with the leftovers. D is out of town the next three days, so we had to move our traditional St. Pat's dinner and next day dinner up by a day. My dad came over and finally spent some quality time with the girls, which was nice, too.
By the way, Nicole? Why did you push your warm corned beef off of your high chair last night, but today at lunch, you couldn't get enough of the cold corned beef I was noshing on straight from the fridge?
Nicole: Don't listen to your mom. Everyone knows that corned beef is better cold and straight out of the fridge. It's also better when it's kosher. No lie, kiddo.
Gwen
Posted by: Gwen | March 27, 2008 at 08:42 PM