Family Holiday Dinner
Easter was at my house yesterday. Relatives drove three hours each way to eat lunch with us. Since I’m famously not a cook, expectations were low on their side and anticipatory tension notable on mine.
It turned out great. People ate like sawmill workers, and asked where to buy the frizzled beans, (no kidding, that’s their real name.)
I’ve decided to change from viewing myself as a non-cook, to being a great take-out shopper. It puts a whole new light on the process.