Saturday 22 December
Last night Holt's Dad Harold
arrived; he's an easy guest, especially in allowing inquisitive cats to
investigate everything he does.
As a Christmas treat, we spent the
afternoon at the Cincinnati Shakespeare Company's "Every Christmas Story Ever Told (And Then Some!)," featuring an Australian female as Drunk
Santa.
We were quite hungry when we got
back, so we sliced up a defrosted chunk of tenderloin pared off before cooking Holt's
birthday Beef Wellington, and prepared a sort of hybrid of Steak Diane and Beef
Stroganoff.
We stir-fried some sliced onions,
mushrooms, and garlic; removed those and kept them warm while stir frying the
sliced beef until rare; then removed that and added a splat each of dijon
mustard, Worcestershire sauce, and as we had no sour cream, a big glugg of
heavy cream. Then we re-added all the
other ingredients, and had a plateful of tasty.
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