"I can't believe I just spent twenty dollars to see Dobby die."

As overheard leaving the movie theater last night. (Ummm. Didn't you read the book?)

I knew it was a good audience from the raucous applause and cheers that erupted when they saw this:



I mean, it is a rather brilliant title, but seriously.

Catcalls for poor Harry when stripped to his skivvies to dive in after the sword of Gryffindor and anticipatory mewling as HBC threw the knife at the ill-fated Dobby. All in all, a good time.

L made this amazing butternut squash and hazelnut lasagna and a gingery pumpkin soup. I'll get you the recipes, Charles.