I had the most fabulous dinner last night. A friend came over with the full intent to us to forage through the freezer for leftovers. Instead we pulled together salmon, salad, bread, dessert. We emptied a bottle of wine and had just a wonderful time talking.
The thing holding my attention though was how we moved around the kitchen. I have this long, skinny kitchen, designed in an era where Mom did the cooking without assistance. My ovens are away from the stove top, with the refrigerator in between. So given all we were assembling, we, very fluidly, worked on different parts of the meal, pulled all the pieces together, without careening into each other. Sometimes we just stopped our tasks and focused on particular parts of our conversation. And in doing all the separate pieces, on the fly, out came this magnificent meal!
OK, and the company wasn't half bad either.
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