In Honor

Today is my sister's birthday. Amy lives in Utah so we won't be able to get together for her special day. But I still wanted to do something special because I live to give, ya know?

Amy is a gourmet chef. If you are ever lucky enough to go to a special occasion she is hosting you will go away with a very happy belly and probably a hand packed dish of leftovers too. Because Amy also lives to give...it runs in the family. She truly enjoys cooking and creating masterpieces in the kitchen. Amy takes the time to make every dish extraordinary. She has occasionally caught some flack for her attention to details. I have been known to question her garnishes...but I only mock because I can't garnish. That culinary flair that flows so easily from her is very foreign to me (as demonstrated in this picture of Hank eating a Barbie leg for dinner...and it should be noted that he is also wearing no pants, we're practically savages at our house. In fact we don't have a house, we live in a van...down by the river {name that SNL actor and win a pretend prize!}).


What?! Barbie legs are pretty nutritious I hear. Oh that's not true. I've never heard anything about the nutritional value of Barbie or any other doll legs. I'm just guessing that they're healthy...I mean they don't have any fat on them, so how bad could the be, right?

But back to Amy. In honor of her, I made a fine cuisine for dinner. Which around here is honestly a pretty rare occasion. Usually we are lucky if we get through an evening without someone biting their finger in a dither to get as much food into their mouth as fast as they can. Well, that's mostly me... I nearly lost my pointer in the pizza fiasco of '99, but that's a different story for another time. Tonight I made Turkey Pecan Enchiladas (recipe courtesy of the talented Jenn) AND I garnished. Yes. With cilantro. Just for you, Ame.


So to quote the lovely Paula Deen: Amy, from our kitchen to yours we wish you best dishes! Happy Birthday!
* I think it maybe should be noted that I am not a professional photographer. I know that is one fine looking picture of enchiladas (catch the sarcasm). But don't ask me to come photograph your dinners for you. I am too busy taking the legs off of Barbies to feed my kids.