Last night I ended up being part of an impromptu (that's a lie... it was only impromptu as far as I was concerned...) meal, for John had neglected to tell me it was happening... I was under the impression people were going out for a meal!
Anyways... Matt cooked for us, and it was lovely. I'm not sure exactly what it was called, but it involved steak, a red wine and port sauce and some potatoes.
In a crazy break from the norm everyone around me seemed to get drunk and admit some rather interesting information. The hightlight of the evening was probably Matt putting a normal common or garden lightbulb into the microwave! Very exciting stuff... even if we were shitting ourselves that it was going to blow up!
This is what could have happened... but we made him stop before the actual explosion!