The power was out for almost 5 hours tonight... I wish I could have enjoyed that and taken a nap. No such luck... no rest for the weary, I guess.
When the power was restored - almost instantly - it smelled like onions and garlic. The Dad got a late start on his sauce and I've been doing everything else.
I've come to the conclusion that there are few greater joys than standing over the pot dipping bread in the sauce - especially at 1 AM. The only thing that would be better is if I had the energy to make some coffee. I don't so I'm going to bed...
Goodnight sauce - see you in the morning.