If we were having coffee I’d be apologising for not speaking for so long, the last few weekends have both been so busy and an emotional roller coaster on so many levels.
Today the coffee is made from a new shiny pot on a new shiny hob and although I’m in love with the new hob, the old coffee pot will not work on it. There is a tinge of regret, the old pot had stories to tell, had nursed us through good and bad times, many seasons and grown a welcoming loved temper around the base that just can’t be created without use and the sharing of a cup of coffee.
Today though is the start of new stories and new tales, we’ve physically moved into the kitchen, psychologically we did last night when we reassembled the family table, placed it in position and sat down with a Negroni each.
We’ve been in and out all week, trying to get rid of the sawdust, the upsetting paint splodges off the new floor in amongst balancing day jobs and the boys being off for school holidays. Meals have been pulled together across two kitchens; the new shiny not quite ready and the makeshift attic where there is no longer an electric supply.
The hob and the oven work like a dream and have pulled the boys into the kitchen like wasps to honey. The novelty of the new tech which won’t last long….but somehow the new kitchen is bringing us together more, a larger family space that I know we are really lucky to have.
The novelty of the new tech which won’t last long….but somehow the new kitchen is bringing us together more, a larger family space that I know we are really lucky to have.
The next time we speak well have unpacked the boxes, with hidden away glasses that make a beer taste better than a beer in an ordinary glass and kitchen utensils that we’ve not seen for a year past. The baking tins, storage jars, hand whisk and blender. It’s time to get the cooking mojo back, maybe next time not coffee but dinner…..thanks for reading.
The Weekend Coffee Share is hosted by Part Time Monster.