Earlier this year, Joe and I started a tradition.
We invited our parents over for Sunday dinner. We did it again the next Sunday and the Sunday after. We started inviting other extended family and friends, too.
Everybody doesn’t always come, and that’s okay. We have dinner no matter who does or doesn’t show up.
I love feeding a house full of people. I channel my Grandma, who says, “Did you have enough to eat? I don’t want you to tell people that I didn’t feed you.” and “It’s your own fault if you go away hungry.” and “Can I get you something else to eat?” The first time I said those things aloud, I had to stop and laugh. Heartily.
This week, we had a homemade feast. Joe had cooked up homemade spaghetti sauce. My mother-in-law made homemade meatballs. My sister made homemade guacamole, and I helped her make some homemade coleslaw. I love eating food that’s been prepared from scratch at home.
I haven’t been feeling great, though, I didn’t get around to making a fancy dessert from scratch. I didn’t have the energy.
So I made this instead, and it was delicious. Everyone asked for the recipe, and I wasÂ embarrassedÂ to give it to them.
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