Why is it that I can remember my mom making this zucchini and corn sauté for our family numerous times over the course of my childhood but I can’t remember that doctors appointment that is on every calendar in my house and has a programmed reminder on my phone!?
Apparently all my memories need to be linked to food.
The best ones involve surrounding the dinner table and rehashing the day, a childhood tradition I’ve carried on with my family. You want some entertainment? Ask a 3 year old about his day. It’s guaranteed to get a laugh.
In fact, listening to all the kids is pretty entertaining and makes me realize how fast they are growing. I can actually have a real conversation with my 8 year old. And he asks questions that I can’t answer now. I think he’s onto me and I can just see my “Mom knows everything” wall crumbling. Oh, I can not wait for the teen years.
Luckily, in the kitchen, I still reign supreme and I’m hoping I can get away with making this again tomorrow night without hearing “zucchini and corn agaaaaaaain?”