There’s one thing I treasure more than anything else we inherited from my mother-in-law’s estate.
She had some lovely things. And we ended up with several really nice pieces from her home after she passed away in 2007. But somehow we also ended up with her everyday Pfaltzgraff platter. It’s chipped and doesn’t match anything. Yet this piece more than any makes me feel like she’s at the table with me when I’m serving my family.
Her presence was especially appreciated tonight. Both my boys lost their soccer games today – in the pouring rain. That’s how Sim started the day with an 8 a.m. game and it’s how we all ended the day with Dylan’s game along the lakefront at 3:30 p.m.
By the time we made it home – soaked to the core – we were all in need of a little comfort. Our menu of smoked Gouda scalloped potatoes, ham steak & rolls fit the bill.
I was about to load plates and let everyone cuddle up in front of the TV to eat.
Instead, I reached for the Omi platter. It was a cue for Sim to set the table and call the kids in for a real family meal, talking about the day and sharing our happy things.
Even on days like today, we always seem to be able to find something that made us smile.
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