Sunday, August 10, 2008

Love is the most important ingredient

Y'all know how much I love to cook. To me, cooking is edible art. And love is the most important ingredient.

We have some dear friends we have not seen in months, almost a year, even though they live 45 minutes away. We had planned and rescheduled several times to have them over and finally made plans for them to come share a meal at our home today. When I invited our friends this third time, I had no idea that my presence would be required in Corporate America today.

Delighted Husband picked up some Boston Market drivethru and set the table. Our friends who had offered to bring dessert, picked up some brownies from a grocery store bakery and a carton of ice cream. We ate as soon as I got home.

And you know what, y'all? It was a delightful meal. It wasn't the food. The food was was alright, but I was mostly too tired to eat. It was the love.

7 comments:

villageidiot said...

So true. I mean, unless you're known for a signature dish that they love and they were disappointed you didn't make it, its always about the company vs. the food. Nice job.

Sensuous Wife said...

Thanks VI.
I also got to hold their 6 month old roly-poly smiling cooing baby the entire time. (purr)

Dave Carrol said...

very well put

Sensuous Wife said...

Thanks Dave. and welcome!

Miss said...

It's so nice to see someone who recognizes this. Most aren't self reflective enough to get past the main course. :)

Sensuous Wife said...

Why thank you Miss.

Sensuous Wife said...

:)