I wish I could taste that heavenly delight, SRS. Unfortunately, I shant be travelling nearby and shall therefore not be able to partake of you culinary prowess. On the other hand, if you are nearby before it's down my gullet, this here chicken fricot I just manipulated into a soup/stew orgasm is yours for the ladling.

As for the morrow, Mum's 88th Bday, two dozen roses (red and white) with pink carnations and Baby's Breath and fronds mixed in, a can of frozen lobster, cracked steamed fresh today 1.5 pound lobsters (3 which I will pick up in the morning), 4 small bottles of her fav sparkling wine, a box of Ganong Delecto mint chocolates, a fruit cake, a frozen ice cream cake in copious vanilla combinations, a rather nice BDay card... I'll stop there. She's been through a lot more ringers in her life than most of us will ever experience. She suffered just delivering me fer fuck sake! and then had to put up with trying to make me a decent human being. Not an easy task but I like to think she did a decent job... as best she could, given what she had to work with.