Family supper Sunday

Family suppers on Sunday are quite the tradition here. We don't manage them every week, but nearly. Those last few minutes always take a bit of doing. While I've been in the kitchen, luckily someone's been starting to set the table.

And while I've been in the kitchen, mostly taking coverings off the devilled eggs, tomato salad and rice salad (made with a satisfying Thai red rice), even more's been going on. The Dear Man's been on barbie duty, cooking up some chicken thighs, a couple of little pork tenderloins and a chunk of wild salmon for our non-carnivore guest.

It's funny, as this blog goes on, everybody wants their plate to get into the act. This week's prize for aesthetic arrangement goes to this one -- note especially the casually arranged bits of alfalfa sprout...