Prepare to be impressed…I cooked dinner. Not reheated, not assembled, cooked … flounder coated in panko bread crumbs and pan fried. We’re talking dredging in egg and everything. (Those of you who have known me for any length of time are justified in laughing hysterically at my expense.)
Thus, something celebratory seemed appropriate for the after dinner cuppa…this pink green tea is so great to watch, first steep, is it gets all pale rosey. The rerun isn’t quite as exciting; this time, it came out apricot in color, and faintly hay-ey in flavor. More points for style than substance, but still fun.