Love Casserole
I am in a sports bar, drinking a beer (NOT watching NBA highlights), while Scott is at home putting Love Casserole in the oven. (That sounds kind of racy). But it’s like this. For weeks, I have driven our daughter to a particular voice class, and sat in the chaotic condo-lobby of a waiting room, while groups of kids and moms troop in and out. One week I forgot reading material and read the class schedule 10 times and memorized another class’s hip-hop routine which I could watch on the closed-circuit TV. Scott did the voice-class carpool honors just once and realized immediately that the bar upstairs has WiFi. I’m sorry. I believe that we women are multi-tasking goddesses, but sometimes (sometimes!) we make things too hard.
And the casserole? Well I made it of course. It is so named because I once served it on Valentine’s Day, and it is something my mother made frequently when I was young. You put steamed broccoli in a buttered dish, cover it with slices of ham or turkey and then spoon over that a cheese sauce (gruyere? cheddar? whatever you like). Sprinkle with plenty of crushed seasoned croutons or bread crumbs and bake at 350.
So, yes, I’m driving the carpool and making the dinner and working a full day too. But I’m in a bar with a pint and a laptop, and dinner will be hot and bubbly when I get home. That’s love!
