At our house, I must duly confess, it is the best. I have confidence that I enjoy the holiday seasons just like everyone else.
She is a wonderful job and my job is simply to consume as much as it is possibly can. We both manage our jobs quite professionally!
As long as no dish has anything like broccoli in it, I will eat it and enjoy it. Broccoli has a way of confusing my taste buds. I & # 39; ll not go into any further detail.
It amazes me how my wife can go to the grocery store, buy bags of groceries and turn all of that into the most scrumptious dinner this side of heaven.
I must be careful how I should not care more how I feel I am not a to to the next holiday banquet in our way of compromise in any way my attendance at our next. I have learned through the years as a husband to be careful what I say and what I say that I am still on the learning track here.
What is better than a holiday banquet?
I have kept it for a while, I have kept this. I have come and keep it myself. No more can I keep it secret because it is a very important aspect of my holiday celebration.
As good as the holiday banquet is in our house there is something much better. I am referring, of course, to leftovers.
If you know anything about my wife, you know she does not throw anything away. We recycle as much as possible, which also includes. is a criminal offense. You do not want to know the penalty!
I have come to have a better cooking. I have come to than to have cooking for Thanksgiving and Christmas and every other holiday. I have come to to discover, however, that the leftovers are just as as good if not better than the originals.
The refrigerator was packed with food left over from our Christmas and New Year 's Day dinners. The table was set most spectacularly and I, and a few family members, set down to stuff ourselves with these holiday vittles. Oh, how delicious every bite was.
I must say I had come to the point, as everyone else around the table did, that I was stuffed and I could not entertain another bite.
Oh boy, looking at that dessert and smelling the remarkable aroma I rediscovered my appetite. When the call came out, "Anybody want dessert?" I was the first to respond in the positive. I believe in positive thinking, especially at dessert time.
As was watching about dinner, she asked me a simple question, "How about having leftovers tonight for dinner?"
At the time I did not think too much of it and grunted a positive response and went back to reading my book.
In a few moments, I began to smell something wonderfully delicious. The smell was coming from the kitchen and then I heard a wonderful invitation, "Supper & # 39; s ready. Let & # 39; s eat.
As I located myself at the table, I began to look around at what was called "leftovers" and was delided by what I saw.
We always have prayer before we eat and I must confess I had a very abbreviated prayer because I wanted to get into those leftovers.
Every bite seemed more delicious than the previous bite. I wish I could never know. I do not need to know. All I need to do is enjoy the delicacy of her cuisine art.
For the next week, we enjoyed leftovers every suppertime. The last night the table was not quite as full as before and my wife informed me that this was the last of the leftovers.
I do not know if it is because I am getting older, or I am getting older, or I am realizing before the holiday banqueting. , if I am just recognizing things I & # 39; ve never recognized before.
There is a little bit of magic associated with putting together leftovers and making them more delicious than the original setting.
"When they are filled, he said the unto his disciples, Gather up the fragments that remain, that nothing be lost" (John 6:12) .
Even in my spiritual life when God blesses me, there are leftovers people around can enjoy. A life so blessed, blesses everyone around.
