Last weekend, Chef and I took a road trip down to my hometown to visit my parents. We were prepared to eat too much, because we always do that when we visit my parents. My mom is a wonderful cook. Want to see some of the goodies we had?
Peach pie, from scratch, made from peaches that grew on my parents’ peach tree.
Rhubarb pie, made from rhubarb my mother grew.
I must admit, as much as I love rhubarb pie, I didn’t have any this time. I just kept eating peach pie, because it was soooo good.
Coffee cake for breakfast.
Oddly enough, I don’t drink coffee when I eat coffee cake. I drink juice. Just a bit of Karen-trivia for you.
This time of year, Mom puts cookies in her nifty glass cookie jar shaped like a pumpkin. But the cookies weren’t pumpkin cookies. They were whole wheat chocolate chip cookies. The chocolate chips make up for the whole wheat. Or maybe the whole wheat makes up for the chocolate chips. Mom says she feels like these are healthier than chocolate chip cookies made with regular flour. I’m not sure I agree, but I didn’t want to disappoint her.
We didn’t just eat sweets all weekend, though. We ate plenty of other stuff, too, but I was so eager to eat it that I didn’t take photos.
There’s an art exhibit in their city right now. It’s by this guy who does marquetry. It’s these huge panels of Biblical scenes, made from teeny tiny pieces of wood. It’s like a mosaic, and actually I’m not sure what the difference is between marquetry and mosaic.
I was impressed.
The photos truly do not do it justice.
That’s my dad, looking at one of the panels.
They were really big panels…
… made from teeny tiny pieces.
I would have gone insane trying to put it together.
And that, my friends, is why I write instead of doing marquetry.
For more information on this guy and his art, check out this site.
After we saw the art display, we went back to the house and ate. I mean, with food that good, what else would you want to do?