These weekend, I told mom about my plans to cook and try new recipes for the upcoming week. I mentioned several recipes that I wanted to try: A shrimp gumbo, red beans and rice with smoked turkey, a limeade pie (which I made today... Yum!), a pasta crab casserole that I'd made a few times, candied sweet potatoes with crushed pineapple (seriously, all that butter is NOT necessary!),orange and whiskey French cream cookies (I made them once and loved them, but lost the recipe and finally found it) etc., etc. My mom's response? She asked why the rest of the family never gets to taste these creations. My response: A) I'm tired on the weekend and am never in one place long enough to cook anything, and B) I want to perfect the recipes at home first before I take them out in public. My mom's response? She told me to bring it to her and if it ain't right, she'd tell me how to perfect it!
So here's my proposition to Mom: The next time you come up to visit me, instead of going out to try our local restaurants, I'll cook one of these creations for you. The agreement is that you'll come up and visit to get these creations. As a compromise, I'll wait until close to the weekend to bake the orange and whiskey French cream cookies and bring some to you when I come in town for the weekend. Do we have a deal? :-)
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Invite me over! I promise to bring some great stuff to sample from my favorites.
Your mom said "it's a deal! Please have my slippers and herbal tea ready so that she can prop her feet up, read a good book and sit back and enjoy your delicious edibles."
What about ME? Just send me a plate back with your mama.
Revvy Rev,
Of course you're invited too! :-)
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