Your last meal of 2007

Pork tenderloin cutlets in a red-wine pan sauce, topped with gorgonzola crumbles
Mashed potatoes
Green bean casserole

I had two tempura rolls and a bottle of Saphoro…Japanese - Yum!

Must not read this thread anymore. My stomach is growling. It’s day one of the fresh new year’s eating healthier.

As soon as I saw this, I knew where you went, because I was also there on New Year’s Eve, between 4pm and about 5:30. I wonder if we just missed each other?

And yeah, that mushroom-and-pear soup is really something, isn’t it?

That’s not what I ordered, though; I just tasted from a companion’s bowl. Me, I had the onion soup. We also shared the oysters and the confit pork spread.

Then I went to a party and had finger food: sausage pastries, handmade fruit-and-chocolate truffles, stuffed olives, Scandinavian cheese, and such.

For NYE dinner, I made a long-simmered short rib ragu served over sicilian orecchiete (tomato, eggplant and paprika flavoured) and topped with shards of romano. All washed down with a gorgeous 2001 Italian red whose name escapes me.

Though I suppose technically the last thing I had in 2007 was a mug of Neo Citran to deal with the damned head cold that’s been plaguing me for the past week and a half.

Then we both promptly called it a night and went to sleep at 10:30. Yeah, we’re exciting like that. :stuck_out_tongue:

We missed each other by a few hours; I got there at 9pm and stayed until about 11. The soup was wonderful; light enough to eat a whole bowl, creamy enough for yummmmm.

We went to the new Macaroni Grill that just opened around here, and I had:

Caesar salad (no restaurants ever put anchovies on those, which annoys me)
Fresh rosemary focaccia bread
“Mama’s Trio” with chicken parmesan, lasagna, and cannelloni
Blackberry cream Italian soda

It was a nice way to end the year.

From the menu:

Cuban Smoked Tomato and Garlic Shrimp Stew: A rich and smokey Caribbean classic infused with roasted garlic and smoked tomato and topped with cilantro walnut shrimp.

Wild Porcini Mushroom Crème Brulee: A savory versi version of the dessert with roasted meaty porcini mushroom essence crusted with wild on mushroom thyme sugar crust.

Roasted Golden Beet and Wilted Frisee Salad: Sweet and tender roasted golden beets over a bed of frisee greens lightly wilted with a smokey and sweet andouille and citrus vinaigrette.

Baby Bob Pork Chop: A petite pork version of Chef Hilbo Craig’s original masterpiece. Iron seared Iowa pork chop over oven roasted potatoes slathered in an apple wood smoked bacon and blue cheese cream crowned with truffled apple hash.

Cookies and Cream Duo: Simplicity at its best! Fresh baked Duo of unique cookies. Apricot and thyme sugar cookies paired along side double fudge and rosemary cookies strategically placed for dipping in a supple scoop of Juniper scented Vanilla ice cream.

It was a NYE dinner and music “event” at the Alligator Soul Restaurant in Everett. We went with a bunch of friends. Very good food, fun music, and a great time had by all.

We had our traditional NYE dinner:

A couple of boiled Maine lobsters, melted butter and lemon wedges, plus a big homemade cole slaw.

Steak with sauted onions and mushrooms and a green salad.

Fat-free fudge bar for dessert

Sugar-Free Ginger Ale

(Decided to start the New Year Resolution diet a day early)

We had leftover pizza plus won ton soup, beef chow fun, shrimp with lobster sauce and chocolate covered macadamias. We washed it down with port, sparkling apple cider and Pelligrino.

My birthday dinner out, at my favorite restaurant:

Pomegranate margarita
The best rolls in the world - they are like little mini doughnuts, but not sweet like munchkins
Mixed greens salad with pine nuts, dried dates, dried cranberries
Baby back ribs & fries
Flourless chocolate waffle

Susan

Taco Bell - a Mexican pizza and Volcano Taco - grabbed quickly for dinner before going to a party.

Then lots of Dos Equis and Korbel champagne for about 6 hours after that.

Same thing that’s my last meal every New Year’s Eve. We didn’t mean for it to become a tradition, but we’ve done it enough times that it’s become one now.

Beef vegetable soup (the kind where you cube the beef, pour in the soup mix, and let the whole thing simmer in the crockpot for three hours until it’s soup)

Way too much Toll House cookie dough (followed by way too many Toll House cookies)–this is the only day every year when I let myself indulge in this stuff. I love it so much that if I was more lenient with myself I’d be huge.

We always rent two movies: one fluffy/comedy, one serious or action, and watch them on New Year’s Eve while eating the aforementioned. (This year it was “Shrek 3” and “Pirates of the Caribbean 3”).

It works for us. We’re not party people and we both hate crowds. :slight_smile:

Chili mac, topped with cheddar cheese, using the chili I made for our New Year’s Day nachos.

Baked chicken with:
Black eyed peas - Traditional good luck. (Southern food)
Greens - Eating greens means you’ll eat lot’s of 'em all year.
Taters.

Cite: My next door neighbor. And if you don’t belive her, she says she’ll come over to your house and slap you upside yo’ head! Told me so herself! :stuck_out_tongue:

It was 42 C so…indian of course. The very definition of hole in the wall, we had a plate of battered veg and spicy jam. And fish korma and lamb rogan josh and raita. And naan and gulab jamun and wine.

A duck and arugula salad, lobster and mushroom gnocchi, pork tenderloin, an apple and almond phyllo dessert, and half a bottle of pinot noir.

About five hours later, I hurled it all into a hotel sink, then had to bail out the sink with a plastic cup, and take a shower to get the barf out of my hair. Later on, I blew my nose and a still recognizable chunk of lobster came out.

I can handle half a bottle of wine, but we had driven up to Savannah that day, and I nearly always get sick when we travel.

Egg drop soon, vegetable fried rice and 2 Xmas cookies (Homer Simpson & Rudolph).

I’m probably going to regret asking, but…

How did you hurl into a sink and manage to get barf in your hair? That’s some wicked blowback, there.