Sunday, I invited Mamoo over for dinner, to thank (some would say punish) her for watching Stella while we were out of town. I told her we'd have to eat early, around 5, since Jack had Judo. After Mom agreed to come, I got a call from Georgia, saying she was headed back from Athens and would eat dinner with us if I'd let her cook some of it. Then I found out from Jack that he didn't have Judo after all, so suddenly we weren't under the time constraints we had before. I could even bake some yams.
Now, it was full-on dinner for 6, with me being relegated to sous chef, a more appropriate position. Still feeling that pilgrim spirit, I bought a Jenny-O bird-in-a-bag, and we ended up with an after-the-fact-sans-gravy/stuffing/jello-quasi-holiday-dinner.
We used holiday-print napkins instead of paper towels and broke out the matching John Deere dinnerware. This is what a special occasion, planned or impromptu, looks like at my house:
7 comments:
the dinner was delicious, you make an excellent sous chef, the company was marvelous, but, oh.my god. a squashcasserole-cranberry- turkey sandwich on loaf bread even. and he ate it.
Maybe it's a good thing there was no judo. Just think what that sandwich would look like- all over the mat, after a Kata Guruma!
Is the John Deere dinnerware only used on special occasions?
As has been well documented, Kathy, I can never have anything that doesn't get ruined, broken, or stolen; this is the only FULL set I have left--eight plates, etc.
So, I guess it could be considered my special china.
I still have the Fiesta Ware that I got years ago with you at that pottery place in Marietta. It's for our "fine" and everyday dining.
See the blue bowl in the middle of the table, Kathy?
I don't see the problem with Jack putting all that stuff on the sandwich. Like my dad always said...it's all going down the same hole.
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