I had a great Mother’s Day weekend. Mom came for four days. My son and daughter-in-law came for an evening. Five friends joined us for brunch on Sunday, before we headed off to an outdoor festival.
But it was my husband Ed that I noticed most. We have a small, efficient kitchen for one, and we seldom try to cook together. But that’s what we did for Sunday brunch. We know what sets each of us off about cooking for others and about sharing that small space, so we scheduled our tasks to avoid those conflicts.
I admired Ed for preparing test batches of three new dishes a couple of days in advance. Two were delicious, and the third didn’t get made on Sunday. He alarmed me by insisting on an 8 a.m. dash to the store, but it tickled me to learn he went to get flowers for the table.
We did a great job in the kitchen and had a wonderful time with Mom and friends. Days like this one make me very happy to be married to this man.
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