Berny, TY for the good drinks recipes - I very seldom have a nice mixed drink. Most times the mixed drink doesn't taste too strong, but, lol, it usually is, hiccup!
Erna, having someone truly enjoy your meal is a cook's joy. DH was tickled pink when our guests called him after CE to tell him how much they enjoyed his cooking and watching him make the food. We're leaving at 4 a.m. Sat. morning for Ft. Lauderdale; DH is still George Hamilton tan, I'm as peaked as a plucked chicken. Too bad the roaster is so big - so many kitchen appliances eat up valuable counter space, hope you find one you like.
Texas, you wiley 17-year-old! Hope your doc's did a better job of taking care of you than this huge mistake, whaaatttt?
Picasso, that's a good idea with the binder and punch. I don't have a printer, so when I send my recipes to DH's business computer, he's not happy because I want so many to be copied. So, I write them out by hand on index cards or save in the computer.
Marlene, will try the convection for roasting, and love it for baking. DH is the dinosaur - he swears at the smooth-top ceramic electric stove (he's used to gas), and thinks convection cooking is just plain stupid, sigh, LWAM. We all got quite a charge outta him cooking Christmas Eve dinner on the evil electric cooktop, but all turned out well.
Renate, glad to hear you're feeling alittle better, LOL, try alittle hooch, might cure what ails ya. DH's Aunt Carm, who's now 91, used to put a thimbelful of Wild Turkey (strong whiskey) in her morning coffee. Hope you get on the road and get your feet in the snow. Germanlady is right, better to be safe than sorry, with one's health and/or travel.
Germanlady, hope your DD is on the mend, she's lucky to have such a caring Mom.
Jet, Holiday Burnout Anyone, lol, Happens to the best of us.
Twinkle, if there's a patch of ice, I'll find it and land on my purdell. All that fresh air and hockey activity is so good for us. Your DS is now at the age where they eat enormous amounts of food, grow like weeds, and never gain an ounce. Momcat, you'll probably need a second job or invest wisely in the stock market, big grocery bills. My sons tease me that I eat like a bird; especially an extra-large pizza - if I don't take my two little slices, it's gone and I'm SOL.
Gotta pack, sigh. Need some dressy stuff for dinners. I always say I hate to dress up fancy, but after I do, I don't recognize myself and DH thinks I look pretty good for an "Old Broad." Commeeee, heeerrreee Honnneeeyyy...... (so I can choke you). I rest my case, lydia.