I went to my friend, Yvette's, for supper tonight. I've known Yvette since we worked together in 1999. Her boyfriend, Brian, was there too. Gord was at a work function so didn't join us.

Two of her ferrets (Lily was snoozing)

Romeo

Cloe

Spunky and Yvette
Yvette had told me back in November that she had a
raclette. She tried to describe it to me but I didn't have a clue what she was talking about.
A raclette, I now know, is a grill. You can cook anything on it ... we had chicken, beef, peppers and onions. Under the grill are containers that heat up. In ours, we put cheese with potatoes, carrots and/or peppers. When the cheese melts, you put the contents on your plate and eat it.

Brian and Yvette and the raclette

Brian and Teena

When everything is cooked
Yvette and Teena
Racletting (is it a verb?!) is fun! It's very social ... you sit around yakking watching your meal cook. And it's fairly healthy so I didn't veer too much from my program. Because everything is cut up, it seems like you have eaten a lot more than you actually have.
I stayed away from the wine (it's one of my Thursday Thirteen from yesterday) and drank lots of water.
I hope Yvette invites me back again soon for another one!