Fun And Games Off Duty

The Cookbook Story

So, This Is No Shit, There I Was, Fighting Disease And Saving Lives…., well, I was off duty, and rolling through household chores. This was years and years ago, and TDW-Mark I was in RN school, and so I was up to bat with the kids, with dinner, with laundry, and all the other stuff that goes along with running a household.

My mother had presented me with a book of household recipes, and it did indeed include several of my very favorites. I had turned to it frequently over the years, but, in our recent move across The Un Named Flyover State, it had become misplaced.

I had asked her about it, had searched for it, and all to no avail.

So, on this particular evening, she was in class, and I was searching for one particular pan in order to cook whatever it was that she and I had agreed was to be tonight’s repast. As I searched in the recesses of one cabinet after another, I happened to see THE COOKBOOK.

TDW-Mark One had teased me about that book, suggesting that I cared more for that book than I did her. So, having found it, and, kids fed and cores completed, I figured that I would give her a “Found the cookbook of Saint Mother!” welcome home.

I set it on one of those book reading stands, on the kitchen table. I arrayed candles about it, and dimmed all the lights. Once I saw the headlights from her car enter the driveway, I lit all the candles, and prostrated myself before it, as if worship.

She entered the door, calling for me. She glimpsed me on the floor, kneeling as if in prayer, and dropped her school stuff, asking me what I though tI was doing?

“Sweetie, I found Mom’s cookbook, and am simply providing it the veneration it deserves!”

She was not particularly amused.

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3 thoughts on “The Cookbook Story

    1. A treasured cookbook deserves veneration.
      We must be related. I’ve been told I am amusing. Also, divorced.
      Aside: two positives of divorce: the cat is amused equally by all my jokes (i.e., not at all); I learned to cook at a (for me) tolerable level while amassing a small collection of cookbooks, some of which are flatly contradicted by others.

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