Signs of Spring
Yesterday, my youngest turned 20.
He wore his birthday tiara all day as we ran errands. He had asked for the tiara as a joke for his 16th birthday. His older brother was happy to comply with the fabulous tiara from the .99 store. The tiara has become a big part of our family life and lives on a bust of my mother when it isn't in use during a birthday.
As we walked around the neighborhood it was nice to see signs of spring.
He also wore the crown when we went out to diner.
Today, my son is still 20, and I still needed to cook for Shabbat.
Vaguely French chicken and vaguely Indian vegetables are on the menu. Along with rice (with mushrooms and shallots). I just pulled the challot out of the oven.
I faked a wet berry cake for dessert.
Shabbat Shalom to all.