On Friday we had friends over for Happy Hour and got jerk chicken from the stand next door. Who does good jerk. But we’d also had it on Thursday. And since he was ‘catering’ we ended up with more food than people (though the people made a good attempt). So we had jerk chicken on Saturday as well. By Sunday Suzanne decided she wanted something different. So she sent me to one of the Italian restaurants for penne pasta with salmon in pink vodka sauce. Which we’re still eating, so it turned out to be more economical than it seemed, but not as good as Suzanne’s salmon-vodka-pasta-sauce. Though I don’t think she’s convinced that she should cook a big pot of it again, something about eating salads regularly instead.