Yesterday I made a warm, creamy, casserole for dinner. One with veggies and croutons and tofu. There was a sugared pumpkin candle burning and some Mozart playing in the background. The lights stayed low, because bright lights are dumb.
And Hubby said I am very good at making it feel like a holiday, even though it isn't.
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Today I was making chocolate chip cookies and Hubby was making curried carrot soup; both of us in the kitchen that isn't really large enough for one person to be cooking in. But for maybe the first time ever, everything flowed. We weren't bumping into each other. Each was able to move for the other when it was needed without sighing loudly or grumbling quietly. Nothing was spilled or dropped or burned or scalded.
The sugared pumpkin candle was burning again, and (my boyfriend)Josh Groban was singing quietly in the background.
And we had curried carrot soup with pistachio cream on top for dinner. And chocolate chip cookies for dessert. (And as an appetizer. Whatever.)
And Hubby said I am good at making it feel like a holiday, even though it isn't.
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It isn't a holiday. Not yet. But I think the magic is settling in anyway.
3 comments:
I love that you guys were able to be in the kitchen together like that.
Our kitchen is large-ish, and I don't like people in there when I am working, they are always, somehow, in the way. Maybe tomorrow, I need some candles and soft music to make it better.
That sounds awesome. And now I'm craving that curried carrot soup and chocolate chip cookies.
Well. I'm always craving chocolate chip cookies, but now even more so. :)
That sounds so lovely and warm.
I am currently sniffling and freezing and hungry and would like more than anything some of your casserole or soup or cookies. Or preferably all three.
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