So tonight, hubby's nephew dropped by for drinks and a snack and all I had was leftover lamb, which I considered to be below the acceptable offerings, so off he went to buy some emergency frozen goodies. Apparently all they had was a package of chicken tikka samosas (which the damn beagle got into while he was stocking up on beer, dumbass - that beagle will eat anything!), some chicken breasts stuffed with stuff, and some homemade cabbage rolls (with a tangy sauce, mind you)... so that is what we ate while we debated everything under the sun. He's my son's age and I love him to death. Not like a death curse, or a death hold, but you know...just saying... it was an extremely pleasant impromptu visit.