Today the temperature almost reached 70 degrees. What a tease this is! I know winter will be back, and probably with a vengeance. I decided though to seize the day and on the way to the gym, I opened my car windows and sun roof and let the warm air blow my hair all over the place! It felt great even though I'm still combing the knots out of my hair! It'll probably snow tomorrow...
In our house, the person celebrating his or her birthday gets to choose the menu for dinner. We've done this since the kids could talk and it has often had interesting consequences. When our son turned two, we told him he could have any kind of cake he wanted. He ran over to my magazine basket and furiously threw magazines over his shoulder searching for his choice. He grabbed the February 1978 issue of Bon Appetite, held it out to us and said, "I want this!" There on the cover was a three-tiered sponge cake filled with fresh raspberries and strawberries, iced with whipped cream, and topped with beautiful strawberries. Richard and I exchanged an alarmed look. In February, 1978, finding fresh berries in this area was almost impossible. But we had said he could choose anything he wanted. And so I began looking. Amazingly, I did find fresh strawberries, but had to settle for frozen raspberries. The cake was yummy and our child got his request; the first of many.
Since then my offer to provide anything they want remains, and so today I got up early and began preparing his requests for this year - his 33rd birthday. There are more people at our table on these special occasions, but that makes the day even more special. What did he ask for? I bet you thought I was going to say that same Bon Appetite cake. I offered, but marinating in the fridge are thinly sliced chicken breasts in a soy/cumin/curry mixture that we'll grill. I prepared what the kids refer to as "Michael noodles" -- corkscrew noodles in a sesame/peanut butter sauce. We're also having green beans (not part of the request, but I had to include a vegetable), cornbread and for dessert, a three-tiered German chocolate cake with pecan-coconut icing. I think he'll be pleased. Everyone should be here by six, so I have just enough time for a power nap.
- I am a retired English teacher and department head, the mother of three, grand mother of three, and have been married to the same man for 42 years. I subscribe to Dr. PM Forni's concept of Civility. I was born in South Philadelphia and grew up in the 'burbs. I love soft pretzels and cheesesteaks, the Phillies, the Eagles, and San Diego. I love being Mom, Aunt Kathy, Nona Kathy, and Teacher. I spend a lot of time in my gardens in the spring and summer, and in the winter I plan what I'm going to plant. I also am an avid reader and photographer.