Food, Glorious Food

Keeping one parent at home has required some serious study of home economics on the part of the shopper-chef. Among other things, that means that when we get to the end of the month and haven’t gone hungry I typically over-prepare at least one of our last meals to celebrate. This morning, for instance, I made home fries, pear pancakes, and an herbed tomato and Monterey jack scramble. Everything was good, but it was probably too much. Two out of three items would have sufficed; one would have sufficed.

Baby has seen her parents eat a lot of home-cooked food, and ever since she has been able to sit in her high chair and join us at the table these meals have been incredibly satisfying to me. On an unrelated topic, we took her to the beach at the end of the day for a sunset walk, and she clearly drank in the scene with as much appreciation as we did.