Of course, I did not holler exactly this to Daughter C. We are family. We call each other by our Christian names.
She did come quickly. I tossed her my camera, and sprinkled some apricot Palinka over the pounded steak. Mr. Big Food lit a match and she snapped some shots of
|Mr. Big Food shaking the pan vigorously.|
|Before we knew it, we were feasting|
|on Creative Cooking Steak Diane served with Oreida (TM) crinkle fries.|