So I decided to start a new tradition: Sunday dinners. We do it every other Sunday afternoon. Grandma & Grandpa come over around 3:00 and I shoo my mom out of the kitchen to go play with the kids, while grandpa & my son play a game or watch the game on TV, while I whip up a fabulous family meal.
This past Sunday we ate chicken cacciatore, pasta & spinach salad outside in the garden. After dinner we watched the kids goof around around and my mom & I even had a few spare minutes to sit under the arbor & finish our wine in the afternoon sun. I am so grateful to have these times and I am a believer that sometimes you really do have to carve out the schedule & make these times happen.
Sundays aren't just limited to my parents, you know. If your in the neighborhood, please come by and join us for a Sunday dinner!
Quote of the Day:
“The strands of spaghetti were vital, almost alive in my mouth, and the olive oil was singing with flavor. It was hard to imagine that four simple ingredients [olive oil, pasta, garlic and cheese] could marry so perfectly.”
Ruth Reichl, 'Tender at the Bone' (1998)
How special! Such a lovely thing, you just might find me knocking at your door next Sunday! I will follow my nose!
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