My weekend at home has flown by! I still have a pesky art history paper that I’m supposed to write tonight. Let’s see if that even gets started before I go to bed…
Anyway, like the title of the post says, today was a day where I relinquished the kitchen and my father took over. Growing up, my dad would always make the family breakfasts on the weekend mornings. His specialty was pancakes–he still reminds me that he makes the best pancakes when I rave about all the others I eat. And being a good daughter and one to tell the truth, I agree with him. 🙂 For Sunday mornings, he would make eggs which is what he made this morning.
I had one egg sunny side up with two pieces of ham and one piece of whole wheat toast. Check out the mug holding my steaming cup of joe. My best friend from high school brought me back that on one of her vacations to Florida. I forgot I had it! This breakfast was a nice change–I hardly ever eat this combination now. It’s a little too greasy to eat all the time for my liking.
The parents and I went to church and came back to make lunch. I made myself a panini-pressed grilled cheese with one slice provolone, one slice swiss and sliced up cherry tomatoes.
I feel like the sandwich half is sticking its tongue out. Ha! On the side, I had half a red delicious apple (which was delicious–we only ever have galas at school), a few strawberries and a couple of carrot sticks. I’m trying to eat more veggies!
My mom and I ran more errands in the afternoon, and we got back within less than two hours of dinner so I had a small snack of Dannon Light & Fit in Lemon Chiffon.
Check out that shadow action! These are the yogurts offered at school, and my mom had bought this before I came home. I really like them even though I know they’re not as nutritious as they say.
While I was devouring this baby, another baby wanted to say hi. And also get some licks of yogurt.
Meet Jake, my 13-year-old Persian cat. He’s squinting from the camera flash.
While my dad was making a delicious dinner and dessert for the women in his life (me and my mom), I set out to make another dessert for him. A Key Lime Pie, specifically, which is one of my dad’s favorites.
This ended up being just okay. I didn’t have a piece (I don’t really like key lime pie), but my parents did and seemed to be complimenting me out of parent duty this time. Another recipe will be used the next time I make one for someone.
Dinner was BBQ. My dad slaved over the grill in the rain to make us some yummy pork chops/steaks. Paired with corn on the cob and more heavily garlic herb bread, my mouth was in taste heaven.
What a perfect Memorial Day weekend dinner! I also got a very special treat: Dad’s homemade ice cream. We couldn’t even remember the last time he made this. He thought two years, but I thought longer.
In honor of this special occasion, I went back for seconds.
After dinner, my mom and dad exchanged their 30th wedding anniversary presents because my mom couldn’t wait until their actual anniversary (Tuesday) to give my dad his gift. My mom got a pearl necklace and earrings (pearl=standard 30 year wedding anniversary gift) and my dad got an iPod touch. My parents were so funny spending hours playing with it tonight, while I had little interest in testing it out. I thought it was supposed to be the other way around, generationally speaking!
I had a handful of the popcorn my dad makes most nights for a little nighttime snack. He uses this fancy device to pop the corn. It’s a staple in our household.
Let’s see if I can write just one page of my paper before going to bed. I’m thinking it’s not going to happen. I hope everyone has a lovely Memorial Day!
Who’s the cook in your house: the guy or the girl?