Saturday, August 08, 2015
In one week our son moves back to his dorm, so the number of dinners I can cook for him has shrunk to single digits. (I don't know when I turned into my mother, but I'm blaming this need to cook for loved ones on genetics.)
Tonight I grilled some spicy shrimp and made a vinegary coleslaw for filling soft tacos, along with various cut veggies. Later, I gave the son a bowl of super-sweet grapes. I'm filling him up with his favorites while I have the chance. The hub is smart enough not to comment on my obsessive need to feed the kid. At least I didn't peel the kid's grapes, although the thought did cross my mind!