There is an ancient saying: "Never change horses in mid stream. Particularly when doing so involves starting to bake a loaf of bread."
Dinner was supposed to have been red braised pork. At some point I realized it wasn't going to happen. Though I did get the pork stock made. Plan B was chicken with walnut sauce, Ispanakhis Pkhali*, and Khachapuri. I don't know why @nathanm and company chose to ignore Georgian breads but the Khachapuri was delectable. Not like bread I have tasted even in my dreams. Albeit my forming skills need a bit more work.
Wine was Mandili Mtsvane. It is always nice to finish dinner before dawn. Sometimes it doesn't happen.
*there was no room for the spinach in the refrigerator.
Edit: I am proud to have used four stockpots in making dinner. One stockpot twice.
