|Elisabeth's pear tart, part of the meal she made at camp.|
We are experiencing another lovely day here. The nausea is no longer in the forefront (just the slightest queasiness felt today). I'm hoping to tie my tennies on and mosey out to the garden.
While the veggies and nasturtiums all fried, I let most of the flowers remain and they have flourished with recent rains.
We've realized this summer how precious rain is for the sustenance of life. Hubby and I were shocked at the damage done to the area with only a short drought. While we have had rain, the drought exists so we continue to pray for soaking rains without flooding.
I was planning to put together lentil soup for dinner. However, I decided at the last minute to assemble it while making something else for dinner and let it sit overnight to become even better tomorrow.
I may feel well enough then to add homemade bread... which is ridiculously simple when one lets the bread machine mix the dough and then simply roll it and mold it to fit the loaf pan and popping that in the oven after a second nap (the dough, not me).
As I wrote a friend recently, the cooler air lures me back to the kitchen after a very hot summer. I even made oatmeal this morning with walnuts and flax seeds for a nutrition boost. :)
Speaking of food... Isn't that a lovely picture of a pear tart above (even if it was taken with my daughter's phone?). That... my friends... was made by my ten year older granddaughter. She is in culinary camp this week, one teaching the girls French cuisine. She brings home her homework!
Stephanie and The World's Best Son-in-Law try to encourage each child's "bent" as they are growing. David attended a computer camp and Elisabeth's interest leans toward cooking and baking. She has been receiving cookbooks for her birthday and Christmas from Grammie for years already.
While I believe anyone can learn to cook, there are those of us whose God given bent helps us to love chopping and stirring and mixing and assembling until we put together something delicious.
Just as my son can think in computer code, hubby and son-in-law think in numbers, and friends can make the most gorgeous clothing... my daughter and I can taste something at a restaurant and pretty much figure out how to make it at home (I hope the servers at the French Bistro didn't mind).
So... how much fun is it to see the next generation come along with their own unique gifting? Such a nice thing to know the family will eat well and have tech support for many more years.