This scene takes place in my mind and kitchen before every family gathering I host, to the happy tune of chatter and laughter:
Ok. Twenty minutes til dinner. What’s left to do?
Place mats. Flower arrangement.
Arrange buffet.
Bread goes in the oven to warm. Roast comes out to rest. Oh and it’ll need slicing - there’s the knife for that.
Ok, everything else has a spoon for serving…yes.
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