I hope mama likes this merlot I poured for her…she’s gonna need it!
Oh, boy, am I going to rib mama.
She said, when she figured out how many of the family were non-fish eaters, vegetarians, reformed vegans, non-meat eaters, non-hot-pepper eaters and possibly lactose-intolerant, she said, “Look, Loulou, I can cook for a dozen different tastes and wishes, but I’m making THE SAME THING for all of them, and there’s a lot to choose from when you’ve cooked for fifty , so don’t you worry—I am NOT MAKING SEPARATE MENUS FOR LUNCH OR DINNER!”
She even added, “You can quote me on that, Loulou.”
So what is she doing tonight? HAH! A sea scallop and shrimp risotto (because she and papa miss their fish and WANT it, that’s why she’s doing it) for most of the crowd, an escalivade of mixed vegetables and a casserole of Swiss chard and cheese for the vegetarian, non-fish eaters, and plain pasta and fresh tomato sauce for the little grandkids, since their tastes have not quite evolved to coquilles St. Jacques and bay shrimp (but they might, they just might one day LOVE seafood), and so there she is, talking out one side of her mouth and cooking out of the other side.
Well, let’s say, the right hand is saying no, no, no and the left hand is stirring the pasta.
That didn’t quite work either. Oh, well, I’m sure there’s a metaphor for this dinner.
But mainly, she told me, “I’m having fun with all of this—and it won’t happen again. I mean having FUN will happen again, but three or four different dishes will not happen again.”
Oh, yeah?
I know mama and I’m not holding my breath on that one…
But if she’s having fun, then I’m having fun.
Uh, 0h, she didn’t count MY dinner!!! Uh, oh…
Hey, at least I got mine FIRST!!!
Whew! At least you weren’t forgotten in the crowd. It’s probably a good thing you poured your mom a glass of wine. How could she forget you then? 🙂
I had a second one, but mama wasn’t looking. It’s just that I walked a little funny later….