The vegetables were not done enough. The apple crisp was too done (so the apples were almost like applesauce). I felt like I spent so much time on this meal, and then it wasn’t even turning out to be good!
But my family is just about the greatest family a person could ask for. We planned to have Sunday lunch with my brother and sister and their “significant others” (which equals a total of 6 people). In the middle of running around the kitchen preparing the meal, my other sister called saying that their lunch plans had been cancelled. She had enough food for another 6 people, so she and her husband and friend decided to add their meal to ours and join us for lunch. With an abundance of food, we extended an invite to my grandfather and a neighbor couple. This meant that we now had DOUBLED our number around the table.
It became very clear to me that this was about much more than my cooking. It was about these irreplaceable people. These people who not only graciously ate the imperfect food, but emitted so much joy and love that the time around the table became a time of laughter and encouragement.
Thanks to all who kept yesterday from being a flop. You’re the best.🙂