My Varmint and Critter will be at their Dad’s house this weekend, so we had a mini-Mother’s Day this evening.
Varmint made dinner ….she insisted… and cooked home-made Sloppy Joes. They were, in a word, aMAZing. I’ve only had Manwhich Sloppy Joes. Me! The complete foodie! I’ve never had home-made Sloppy Joes before. And my 10-year-old Varmint is the one who introduced them to me. They were so goshdarn good we’ve instated a “Sloppy Joe Night” to be tradition at least once a week.
Look at my munchkin:
She’d chopped up the onions, celery, garlic, added the beef, mustard, ketchup, brown sugar, Worcherchestershiresheriiresre (I’m not entirely sure on that spelling.), and then threw in pinches of kosher salt like ANY Food Network star would.
I was so proud of her. And frankly, it was fun to watch!
I don’t know who was more pleased: Me, for receiving, or her, for giving.
Hallmark has got nothin’ on Varmint’s idea of celebrating. She gave me a very personal gift of food and love.
Ain’t no greeting card that can top that.