My meals at home have been routine and boring. Last weekend's rotation was a bagel with cream cheese, lots of dill, capers, red onion, lox and lemon for breakfast and grazing on leftovers for lunch and dinner while cooking a Bolognese sauce for hours.
But a couple Fridays ago, one of my husband's colleagues wanted to take us out to dinner and since, I've no idea how to cook Peruvian, I chose that cuisine as the restaurant of choice. I had to have potatoes, and I had to have something with Huancaina sauce. And if you're going to eat Peruvian, then a ceviche too.
Betsy did not partake of the grilled beer heart, and my husband declared it only okay. I ate and shared what was leftover with my friend, Cecilia who says this is her favorite. 
And of course, I said we should get something shrimpy and garlicky that both Patrick and Betsy would enjoy.
There were leftovers, which I gave to Cecilia, and now remembering this meal, I want Peruvian dishes again.
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