Fajitas, April 4, 2018

I had book group on Wednesday, so my dear wife made supper while I was away. At book group, we discussed Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel, ate cheese, salami, and other yummies, and drank wine. I wasn't starving when I got home, but walking in to the yummy smell of my wife's chicken fajitas was terrific! She used a Frontera Grill sauce as the base, but she always does a lot of doctoring and this time was no exception. She also served us Goya refried pinto beans, which we'd never had before but enjoyed, and apple slices.