We had friends over this evening, they drove through a monsoon to get here, but I think they were glad they came. After the rains stopped, the young deer that eat their supper every night under our apple tree made their appearance......lots of jumps, and running, all the cute Bambi stuff they do.
I made blackberry pie with homemade vanilla ice cream for desert tonight. I guess you all know by now, I love to cook, I love to eat. Every time I make a pie, I think of the "pie" scene in the movie Michael with John Travolta.....I love that movie, I laugh each time I watch it.
When I think of some of my most favorite movies, they all have these incredible food scenes......Chocolate, well there is food in almost every scene, but when the count wakes up Easter morning in the window of the chocolate shop,and those dribbles of chocolate on his chin, or in Stealing Beauty, when they are dining alfresco out in the Italian countryside.
There is something so basic, yet so spiritual about eating with friends......eating together is like some sort of cement in a relationship. The sharing of food can be sensual, loving, and caring. Here in America the celebration of most of our holidays involves food. Most family traditions include favorite foods.
There have been few times in my life that I have not cooked dinner......I started cooking when I was nine or ten......don't even ask how many cookbooks I own.
Our friend Steve, who plays in The Overalls with Rick and I, jokes and says that the only reason he plays
with us......we have practice at our house, and I cook. At one point, I think a B&B would have been fun, but now,just cooking for friends is fun enough.
So who knows, maybe one of these days, not only will I play and sing for you, but I will cook your dinner too. Just one thing, I cook, someone else does the dishes!