Happy Mother’s Day!
No chocolate chip pancakes with jelly beans in bed for me today. Nope. This evening I am assured of a very special menu – homemade pasta with a sauce or stuffing (not sure which) but I know it will be a culinary delight. I am to bring wine (we’re having Italian) and a brick of Parmesan (my treat because the good stuff is beyond the budget of two young men forging their way in the music business.
Part of the pleasure of the evening with my two princes will be to watch them cook. They are a choreographed team in a small apartment kitchen. The younger one will be in charge and the older one will act as sous chef. One will rinse a dish and without turning his back pass it over the shoulder where the other will scoop it and put it in the dishwasher. What the??! I don’t recall that at home! Read more…
