My granddaughter really surprised me yesterday. She drove down from Maine with her SO and brought me some holiday belated gifts. She is quite an accomplished artist. She painted me a picture of pines at night with a full moon low on the horizon. Dark purple mountains in the background. Both she and her SO have had requests for commissioned works. They are well known in the community.
She couldn't have picked a worse day to come. Last night everyone in the family was at the wake. So she went to and it saved her from visiting everyone's home personally.
She will be back today to have her requested favorite dish. Pasta with a marinara sauce. Only she wants all the meats cooked in it. Meatballs, country style ribs, Italian sausages. And of course a loaf of Italian bread, unsliced. It is more fun to gear off a piece.
So when Pirate returns from shopping with the necessary goodies to make this for her, we will get started in the kitchen. He will start on the gravy, and I will be working on the meatballs and other meats. We told her she could take home anything that is left. We have a couple of empty coffee canisters. Perfect! They don't have to returned and are big enough for the purpose.