Guests

We had guests for dinner last night: my mother, and two family friends from West Virginia whom I remember from earliest childhood. They own an apple orchard, and every autumn deliver crates of apples to people around the eastern half of the USA. Since they had already planned to visit Kansas City, they extended their trip to Colorado Springs to see my mother. (Driving across the length of Kansas is a true proof of friendship.)

I cleverly planned the dinner around lasagna, which meant that Jack did most of the cooking since he is the lasagna expert. I didn’t have to do anything but clean and fix the salad. As a bit of nostalgia, I found pineapple upside down cake (something my mother used to make a lot) for dessert. We had a great time listening to my mother and her friend reminisce about high school, including the time they ended up in a parade while driving my grandfather’s Model T.