On Sunday, Megan had promised to make crepes for Denis. Apparently there is some occasion in Russia during which they eat crepes for a week, and he was hungry for them. He eats them as finger food, slathered with sour cream and jam. Meg asked him what he wanted for Monday (Valentine's Day), and he asked for crepes again! This time, she filled the crepes with scrambled eggs, cheese, and crumbled bacon. Good stuff!
We made the table a little special by changing the tablecloth and adding candles. Meg made pink champagne out of champagne and grenadine. She fixed homemade chocolate-covered strawberries, and little individual Jello poke cakes with whipped cream icing and one heart-shaped strawberry on top. And, of course, there were the filled crepes and plenty of unfilled ones for Denis to dip in jam and sour cream. (Even leftovers for lunch today--putting crepes on his menu for three days in a row.) Denis ate like there was no tomorrow! He eats happily, making little cooing noises while doing so. There is something quite satisfying about cooking for someone who likes to eat and enjoys what is offered. I think it's a good thing that Denis runs a couple of miles every day or he would be huge!
The kids gave me a fancy box of candy turtles and a brand new wireless Microsoft mouse. (My mouse at home is failing. Megan got some fancy speakers for her computer. Denis got a couple of Monterey Bay t-shirts and his fancy dinner. It was a pleasant low-key kind of Valentine's Day. Haven't heard if the grandchildren got their package or not... (We sent them personalized M&Ms--with their pictures and names on the candies, cards, and heart-shaped sunglasses, from three households. The M&Ms weren't cheap!)
Megan has physical therapy today. She's not real fond of that...
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