Every year for my birthday my husband asks what I'd like to eat for my birthday dinner with the loving intention of preparing my request, regardless of whether it's realistic for him to attempt the recipe or not. He does his best in the kitchen, but most years I either want my mom's home cooking or look forward to celebrating my birthday in my own kitchen, cooking away. This year was a bit of both.
Yesterday the extended family gathered over an old favorite for my birthday dinner. I chose a childhood staple, cheesy potato soup, with an entire block of Velveeta cheese melted for a base. Yes, the entire big block! I paired it with cheesy apply biscuits and artichoke crab dip. Dessert consisted of dark chocolate cake with chocolate chip icing, this one was made by John and the boys, key lime pie, made in honor of green week at Ian's school, and peach pie, which I didn't eat because I'm allergic. Everyone was well fed.
Today, on my actual birthday, I indulged in quite a few delicious treats, including a couple new recipes from Extending the Table. Friends at school brought muffins and cake, which was a fabulous surprise. For dinner with my guys, the main course was Srpski Grah, country bean soup, a simple soup originating in Serbia, with Quesadillas, otherwise known as cheese muffins from El Salvador and not to be confused with Mexican quesadillas. Suki quickly decided that the best way to eat these dishes was to dip the muffin in the creamy soup and munch away, while Ian and I worked out just how to pronounce Srpski Grah. The meal ended with left over birthday cake and a rousing rendition of Happy Birthday, Cha-Cha-Cha.
As we ate, I did marvel some at how our world is constantly expanding to the point that I am blessed beyond any birthday wish I could imagine. Sometimes I look at my boys and it takes my breath away that from the far corners of the world, we find each other at the same table, dipping our Salvadorian muffins in Serbian soup. In my life, there is a celebration in every meal.
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