|At the Jersey shore with my mom; one of my favorite pics ever.|
When she's here, we still spend a lot of our time in the kitchen. In fact, usually we run out of days to make *all* the things we wanted to bake, and the conversations sound like this:Her: So, what should we do for dinner tonight?
Me: Let's do homemade potato pierogi. We haven't made those yet! With Polish sausage and saurkraut.Her: What about borscht?
Me: That too. And flat bread. And babka! We forgot the chocolate babka!Her: There wasn't time. We were too busy making the butter cookies and gingerbread. Enough with the carbs, already.
Me: We also totally haven't made homemade marshmallows yet.
Her: I leave tomorrow, remember?
And so on...
This summer she's coming for a longer stay than her last holiday visit, and since I've started putting everything we love into ONEcookbook for our family, I can already tell we're going to be having variations of this conversation a lot.