I always feel funny posting late on a Friday afternoon. Like everyone has left for the weekend and I’m still in the office. I had a wonderfully relaxing evening yesterday…Elizabeth was having a late nap, Dan had taken the girls to the hardware store and I was left, alone, in my kitchen to prepare supper. Last night was the first dinner meal I’ve prepared for my brother-in-law, while he has been here helping with the new house. And as I sat at the table and peeled apples for a quick batch of applesauce and mixed together the bright yellows of farm fresh eggs and lemon zest for a cake, I was reminded of how much I enjoy cooking for people, having people over to eat and talk and relax. It’s one of the things I’ve neglected while living here in the apartment and one of the things I enjoy. It’s one of the things I look forward to doing more of once we have a little more room around the table.
There’s something romantic about working in the kitchen. Following a creative process from raw materials–eggs, flour, sugar–to end product–a warm bowl of applesauce, a lemony cake. It’s part of the beauty in the every day.
I hope you find a little beauty in your every day this weekend.
See you on monday.