Last night Bossy and her son — who is home for only a few more days — paged through some cookbooks to plan a meal they will prepare together, as is custom.
Jenn and her son have a more traditional relationship. He says what he wants for dinner and she cooks it. Then he does the dishes. Except on Mother’s Day when he makes grilled Salmon and the Moosewood cookbook Indonesian Rice Salad and it is amazing.
corrie says
January 13, 2009 at 8:03 amLooking forward to hearing about the final meal choices & pics from the chaos of meal production!
Oreos & milk…mmmmm (only three?)
MariaV says
January 13, 2009 at 8:50 amWhen should we come over and what can we bring?
kerry says
January 13, 2009 at 8:54 amThat’s so sweet! I spy the oreos, too. yum.
Mandy says
January 13, 2009 at 9:35 amComplete with his oreos and milk. You guys are like the Huxtables, but even cooler.
David says
January 13, 2009 at 10:04 amFood is so central in your household, even when planning food! Food was fraught with angst in my home growing up.
koehmstedt says
January 13, 2009 at 10:28 amYum, Oreos and milk, oranges and wine, can I come for dinner?
Adorable Girlfriend says
January 13, 2009 at 10:41 amI would let Bossy’s son make me dinner. Anytime.
Half Assed Kitchen says
January 13, 2009 at 11:18 amLove that about your son!
Little Miss Sunshine State says
January 13, 2009 at 11:40 amHe’s going to make a damn fine husband some day.
Jenn @ Juggling Life says
January 13, 2009 at 11:41 amJenn and her son have a more traditional relationship. He says what he wants for dinner and she cooks it. Then he does the dishes. Except on Mother’s Day when he makes grilled Salmon and the Moosewood cookbook Indonesian Rice Salad and it is amazing.
Kelly at The Glass Dragonfly says
January 13, 2009 at 12:00 pmThat is really quite beautiful! Enjoy these last few days of winter break!
furiousball says
January 13, 2009 at 12:45 pmi love cooking with my kids, great tradition
Stephanie says
January 13, 2009 at 4:36 pmMmm, I just want some oreos.
Dharmamama says
January 13, 2009 at 7:31 pmOh, mercy. I’m blushing – that look, over the kitchen table. *gulp*
cat says
January 13, 2009 at 10:34 pmOMGah, I wont say what I want, but it ain’t Oreos and milk…
(don’t tell him I said that)
moosh in indy. says
January 14, 2009 at 12:19 amthree years later and I’m still twitterpated, especially since he’s all legal and stuff.