The weekend with mom/grandma/gamma went all too fast. As usual, she helped me come up for air from the pit of unfinished projects. I had good intentions of making sure that she really relaxed. But, alas, her willingness to help overtook me. Her extra eyes to help watch the kids. Wow- what a difference that makes! The laundry was caught up (for about an hour), the garden's last hope of produce was taken care of, kids' books were read, the baby was fed (by someone other than me!), an upcoming (HUGE) project was started and almost completed, floors mopped......I could keep going, but I will spare you.
Before she came, I sent her a little pseudo-invitation via email, asking if she was coming, inviting her to eat fresh peach pie with us. Of course, me, being the way that I am, and 3 small children being the way that 3 small children often are, I never made the pie. So of course, Grandma made it for us. My great-grandmother's pie crust recipe (ice-cold water is the key), and my mother's fresh peach pie filling. It is the absolute, ultimate, take me back in time, comfort food. That pan above contained a lot more pie when I woke up this morning. But, oh mercy! I just can't help it. I keep going to the fridge, digging in, for "one last bite" before the kids see what I am up to and expect me to share. Then, I go back again and again.
And yes, yes I did eat that much. And I plan on eating more. And enjoying every last crumb. Flab to fab can be paused for your ultimate comfort food. Since I am the CEO of Flab to Fab, (or something like that), I can make up the rules as I go. And, I am very open to your own suggestions for new rules as well. Work with me people!
Thankful Monday is full of whipped cream and sugar, food so delicious, so can't-resist-it, that it is really, truly, comforting. Mmmmm.
What are you thankful for today? What is your ultimate comfort food?
