I was like "Shit! I am gonna be alone all day with these girls tomorrow and I dont know shit about them". Tuesday got here and I went to the airport t...o pick them up, and thier flight was right on time, they rushed up and gave me a bighug and said "Uncle John, its so nice to see you, its been forever". indeed it had been, they did not look like the little girls i left back in Nebraska. Anyway, we got thier luggage and headed to the truck and then on our way home, I let them know it would be just. “He raised his hand to ask a question. It’s what I have people do at news conferences I assemble.”“It was great,” Liz said. “It was obvious that you have experience in front of the media. That helps. You pitched your voice perfectly and your expression when you looked at me was just right. You weren’t checking with me to see if it was OK to answer. You were just including me in the question. You were considerate without being solicitous. That’s going to play well on TMZ. You did great,. God, I loved his hands. They’d felt great in mine. I wondered what they would feel like touching other parts of me. Grant noticed me gazing at him and grinned just a little, watching the road. “What was the note?” I asked. “An apology,” he told me, taking a right turn towards the hotel. “I was supposed to be meeting someone.” He laughed then and gave me a sheepish grin. “Blind date, actually.” I turned in my seat to face him, as much as the seatbelt allowed. “Why on God’s green earth would you. I'd done most of the work in advance so it was just a matter of warming some crusty bread, bringing a sauce to the boil, adding the fresh mussels that I'd bought that morning at the fish market to the sauce and waiting for them to open. I dished up into bowls and we sat at the dining table to eat."This is a delicious dish and so unusual but simple too," Eli said, "and it's perfect for entertaining." I believe it's a Swedish dish," I said."I think I can work it out but did you use beer in it?".