in the event of birthday: break glass

The other day was Liam’s birthday.
I made him a crispy panchetta covered roast chicken, with a balsamic rosemary and shallot reduction, served on a bed of roasted cherry tomatoes, garlic, potatoes and red peppers.
It was as good as it sounds, and pretty as a picture. But then my camera stopped working. So I do not actually have any pictures.
I also got him a 1975, hardcover, first edition copy of: this. Stan Lee’s commentary is hilarious.
Then we headed out to see some sketch comedy at the Rivoli, specifically the fabulouso Imponderables who, (just like OK Go) we discovered years, and years, and years ago, pretty much before anybody else, so there.
And I would be remiss not to mention that Mr. Liam now has a fully fledged blog and website - even though it’s not finished yet, and there’s nothing really on it.
It can be found: here