![]() But mostly, I’d ask how long until the next batch of tots would be ready.Īnd so, I’d wait. In the event they’d be out, I’d sometimes settle for the soup or salad. I’d put in my order for iced tea (two lemons, please), and tater tot casserole, extra hot and bubbly. ![]() After exercise class in the evenings, just as the sun was starting to set, I’d make that one last stop. I was in a state of limbo, living amongst a sea of boxes and put-together projects sleeping on the only sheet I could find, and searching for something that could be mine again.Īnd so it began. The last time I ate one, the kind I’m thinking of, I’d just moved into my old apartment, and it was the special-of-the-day at one of the dive bars around the corner. I also had a craving for tater tot casserole. The day after we moved in, the kitchen was hardly set up, and I felt like an alien, trying to find my way around a new planet. I’m grateful life keeps moving, but I still really miss that apartment, especially at night. The place where, I’d lay in bed, gazing at the twinkling lights of the city, until I fell asleep. The place with the puppies who stopped to say “Hi,” knowing I always had a treat jar. The place with the newly-minted attorney who told me stories of movies and bookstores dates gone right, and dates gone wrong. The place with kind neighbors who helped me the night Lucy passed even though they were hosting a dinner party, and I was knocking frantically on their door in my pajamas. ![]() My old apartment, where I lived and cooked, for nearly nine months. This is the last picture taken in my old kitchen. Ī month or so ago, my husband and moved back in together. And as my neighbor always used to reminded me. ![]() Whatever you’re up to, I hope you have a good one. For sides ring macaroni is always great, and this avocado toast salad is on my short list of things to try On the menu? Burgers on the grill and an almond flour cake from my latest cookbook. Even though they’re old friends, and we’ve been entertaining forever, we’re surprisingly nervous and fretting about the funniest things. We’re going to a play! I can’t think of the last time I’ve been to one, and I’m excited for an excuse to get dressed up and go on a date.Īlso on the agenda? We’re hosting the first dinner party in our new place. ![]()
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