Lovely lunch with an old friend

I forgot to take my camera--just now thought of it. Bonnie and I met at Cracker Barrel and had a fine time talking over old (and new) times, and trying to figure out how to make my boys get married and have me some grandbabies. She has oodles of grandchildren.

This evening I made a simplified version of beef Stroganoff (no wine). I always found that wine made the sour cream curdle up instead of blending into the sauce. Anyway, it was really good, over vermicelli pasta. Mo and I ate the whole thing. Sometimes I wish I hadn't learned to make so many good dishes. No, I don't. I just wish I wouldn't eat so much when I make something good.