Grandioso with a disappointing ending

I like to eat. But my kind of eating involves a lot of dishes. Piles and piles of them. Multiple dishwasher loads and scads of hand dishes. Soapy water, pruney fingers and lots of wet towels. But it is so worth it.

Grilled filet mignon with blue cheese pistachio crust
Cauliflower with brown butter and walnuts
Pesto mashed potatoes
Green leaf lettuce salad
and
my mother's voluptuous homemade rolls and soft butter

It's all the things dreams are made of. Both dreams of my appetite and the dishwasher. He was busy tonight.

We were celebrating Ethan's baby brother Chad's birthday. He made a few requests as to what menu he wanted and we cooked up a real feast. After such a grand meal, one would expect an extravagant dessert. Sadly, no. Chad wanted Funfetti cake for dessert. You know, the boxed stuff from Pillsbury. It would be inhumane of me to deny the birthday boy his favorite cake, so I made it. It was quite a disappointing end to such a fine feast. But the birthday boy should have his wishes come true, even if it is in the form of an $.88 box of Funfetti cake. Blah.