…dinner at my Mom’s.  My mother is a wonderful cook and she usually fixes supper for the family about once a week.  There is something about going “home” for supper, sitting down and knowing that she’s made stuff that she knows I like.  As a wife and mother, I appreciate this a WHOLE LOT MORE now that I routinely prepare food for ungrateful, picky people.  Last night’s menu:

Goulash, mashed potatoes, corn, fried cabbage and homemade biscuits.  (Still can’t make a biscuit from scratch.)  AND homemade strawberry ice cream with strawberry sponge-like cake with yummy strawberry icing.  I spent an extra 15 minutes on the treadmill this morning to work all of that off.

But it was worth it.

What reminds you of home?  What things to do you find you appreciate more as an adult than you did as a child?