First Friday night of the season outside at Prime. Summer is really almost here.
I think Ben & Jerry’s will be my ice cream place for the summer.
I am seriously contemplating ordering a different flavor every time I go which is not easy for me. Should I do it, as an ice cream experiment for us?
Once you start quenching your thirst with watermelon, nothing else, not even water, will do the job quite as well which means you must keep your refrigerator stocked at all times with several containers of the red stuff.
When you walk into Trader Joe’s for ONLY ONE THING, you think who you are because you don’t need a wagon or a basket….until you suddenly find your arms filled with “necessities” and your arms and hands are freezing from holding the frozen berries as you wait your turn to pay.
Mother’s Day 5th Annual Special Breakfast!!
My son and I realized during our early morning drive to Maureen’s Kitchen (we were there by 7:00 am!) that this was our 5th annual early morning Mother’s Day breakfast (in yesterday’s post I had thought it was only our 4th).
When I started our breakfast tradition a few years ago, it worked really well for us since my son used to wake up at the crack of dawn. Now that he is eleven (when did that happen?!) it isn’t as easy for him to get up so super early BUT if you want to beat the Maureen’s Kitchen breakfast crowd, arriving at 7:00 am is the only way to do things.
We had our choice of seating (but only ten minutes later there was a wait out the door!) so we decided to sit at the counter, as usual, so that we could watch the griddle in action.
My son really knows how to order a nice mix of sweet and savory…
Look at those chocolate chip pancakes topped with strawberries and bananas!
I briefly thought about ordering pancakes myself but I just couldn’t go without the baked oatmeal.
They give you a side of warm milk to pour on top so that you can mush things up all nice. I also ordered a side of blueberries to add to the bowl because I am smart like that.
There is something about early morning coffee in a cow-themed mug that makes me smile.
We headed over to my parents’ house (which used to be my house but somewhere along the lines of becoming an adult I switched to referring it to my parents’ house and now I am realizing I must have grown up a lot in order to make that term adjustment) in the early afternoon.
We brought my mom pink peonies because we know she really likes them.
I was in charge of bringing dessert. Okay so actually, I put myself in charge of dessert because if I didn’t, we run the risk of it being wrong and I can’t have a wrong dessert, especially on Mother’s Day.
Wondering what the “right” dessert was for Mother’s Day?
I struggled to decide what I wanted (I am openly admitting to the world wide web that I didn’t really think about anyone but myself) so I went with an assortment of everything that looked appealing to me.
And while I am confessing, I should probably let the world know that while waiting for dinner, I broke into the bakery box, stole some frosting off each cupcake, took a row off of the fudge brownie but did it all super neatly so that no one would never know the difference.
It was Mother’s Day, I am a mother, it was my day <– rationalizing my lack of care for others when it comes to a bakery box in my presence.
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Are you a sweet or savory breakfast eater?
Do you have a favorite Ben & Jerry’s flavor?
Is it possible to walk into a grocery store, especially Trader Joe’s, for only one thing?!