I love to cook! And I haven’t for a very long time, so it is my pleasure to cook for my folks when the three of us are home for dinner. They are so appreciative. Cooking to me is very intimate – it’s a way I love on people. So you can understand that I can’t wait to get in the kitchen and cook it up with friends and family. That, with a good bottle of red (or two), is a perfect evening for me.
Cooking for mom and dad is improving my eye-hand coordination. Or creating it, I’m not sure I had any to begin with. There are two cupboards I get into a lot. The one with the zipper plastic bags, plastic wrap, aluminum foil and garbage bags and the one with the Tupperware. Both have a filing system of “just shove it in and slam the door.” They are on my to-do list for reorg, yet for the time being, it’s open, catch, slam. Open, shove back in, catch another, slam. Hey, I think my under arm flab might be getting a workout, too!
I have the shove-it-in system too! I love when you cook for me! It was so much fun last time. Annie and Julia still talk about the meatballs.
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