I may get nothing done today. But last night was an unqualified success. The tenderloin was tender with little crispy bits on the outside, and the mushroom sauce was rich and delicious. The tiramisu, you may ask?
My picture still doesn't compare to the one I swiped from flickr but I bet my tiramisu sure does. And yes Lauralynne, I knew there was no way we would finish it. It's better for breakfast anyways. This was corroborated by Mister Oh-I-Don't-Have-A-Sweet-Tooth this morning.