That last part is the hard-part.
Today was (in the words of Andy, the future weatherman) "lovely." So the boys and I walked to the pizzeria near our house to pick up slices to go. By the time we got home, Henry was famished. He was first to the dinner table (he didn't even wait for me to reheat the slices -- he had to eat). And he was the last man standing. Slow and steady. That's our hen.
He was eating for so long, he decided to put his feet up while he finished his last few bites.
Speaking of bites, here are just some things I wished I had more time for this week, and will be revisiting over the weekend:
- Have you heard that Michael Pollan is coming out with a new book? I loved The Omnivore's Dilemma and In Defense of Food. So I am intrigued to find some time to read his latest work.
- It's no secret that I seriously heart Emily Henderson. So to hear that she teamed up with the Jealous Curator for a project that sounds super-awesome is no surprise. I only hope this idea flourishes and spreads to all kinds of places, because how amazing would it be to have a party in a super cool locations that is decorated with specifically curated art?!? My 40th birthday will be November 28, 2017, so you have time to make this happen. And seeing that date made me throw up in my mouth a little bit.
- Do you dream of going to a secret supper party? I do. Tom, does not. Every now and then I try to convince him to attend something less threatening. Like this supper party that's also a cooking class. Maybe one day. . .
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