Shooting the caviar.

Hey, did you know Tonya returned to the world of active blogdom? I just noticed she blogged last Thursday's dinner, replete with a hilarious photo of me and Nina photographing the caviar-and-salmon-on-potato hors d'oeuvres. She includes a really lovely picture I took of her, and then a picture of me looking like I'm mercilessly assassinating the appetizers. Nina's looking cold-blooded, while I seem to be more at the heat-of-passion degree of criminal intent toward the fish eggs. (Strangely, someone in the comments over here, talking about a different photograph, thinks Nina and I look like we belong in a "Lethal Weapon" flick.)