Then today, she emailed me again to ask for my advice on her announcement to the playwright finalists. When I gave her my tweaks/comments, she was rather effusive in her gratitude. It's a little disconcerting to realize how much she actually valued me. It does bode well that I'll be able to direct again, though.
We tried the cumberland sausages from the British butcher in New York for dinner the other night. They're the real deal and got big thumbs up from both Craig and his dad. We're saving the Lincolnshires and the bacon for Christmas morning so I can do a full English breakfast. Well, our idea of a full English - sausage, bacon, beans, fried eggs, and fried bread. Craig wants me to see if I can find duck eggs anywhere, so we'll see how that goes.
I'm still trying to come up with an idea for dessert for Christmas. I usually do apple pie for me and Alex since we don't care for Christmas pudding, but I want something new this year. Right now, I'm leaning toward a pineapple upside down bundt cake, but it's just not very Christmas-y.
