Yesterday’s Breakfast: Egg sandwich with tomato sauce and feta, and a banana with plain greek yogurt and some blueberry jam.
For dinner last night, I met my cousin Trevor (a freshman at Springfield college who drove home yesterday for break) to have dinner at our Gram’s house.
I brought down a salad I threw together and Mom’s chicken parm.
We used the rooster plates that my sister found a few years ago. She was scouring the attic for apartment furnishings and brought down the rooster set that my grandparents got for their wedding. Gram decided they were “in” 5 decades later, and now uses them as her everyday dishes.
Gram supplied rolls and cookies.
Then Trev and I taught her how to play words with friends… she wasn’t having it.
And then we talked about Hugh Jackman. And his children, and his wife, and his accent, and his Oprah appearances, and his hair, and his kindness, and how we should invite him over for dinner sometime. Then we cozied up for some stories about Gramps (and his movie star crush, Doris Day.. who coincidentally was in the movie he took Gram to watch on their first date) and the two hour finale of Dancing with the Stars. Trev LOVED IT.
Before I left for Gram’s, I threw a bunch of stuff in a crock pot: chicken stock, fire roasted tomatoes, lots of chili powder, bay leaves, pepper, red pepper, onion, zucchini, button mushrooms, carrots, eggplant, and a 15-bean mix. Then I let it cook away for about 7 hours.
Mom’s one request for my week off was to make soup. Good thing she didn’t request something intricate. (Hey, and that’s Sam Adams pumpkin hiding in the fridge. Dad knows me too well).
Time to watch some more Food Network’s “Thanksgiving Live” and get going on the cornbread for the stuffing.