Just finished reading Laurie Colwin's book, Home Cooking, while lying down in bed and eating a bowl of cream of wheat with the bedroom window open. Perfection in both the book and all the other stuff that was going on. The only downside was the thought in the back of my head in remembering that she died 4 years after this book was written, plus the fact that she left an 8 year old daughter behind. Kept doing the mental math of her age then (48) and my age now (51). She died unexpectedly. Just kept me sober while I was reading, which was quite a task since some of the book is laugh out loud funny.
Some things just don't make sense, do they?
Must live in the present. There's time enough to vacuum the house tomorrow, teach the kids, drive 2 boys to work and make a seasoned rice and pinto beans dish for dinner. If I had some yeast in the house, would make Colwin's bread. As it is, I have 2 cans of pie apples, so will make two steusel-topped pies for after dinner. I need a bribe to get Gary to come home early from work. He's been staying late to finish two jobs, and needs forcing to quit early, you know?
Take care.
