I actually used to enjoy cooking but now that I’m basically just making food for myself I don’t. The kids don’t eat half of the stuff Bob and I love but it was fine because we would eat leftovers if we had any but now that it’s just me I don’t want to be eating leftovers for days.
Last night I made one of our favorites, homemade biscuits and sausage. Bob and I used to make this at least 2-3 times a month, mostly on Saturday mornings. We enjoyed cooking this together and spending that time with each other. Every once in a while Logan would help and he’s been asking for this for a while now and I’ve been putting it off. The whole time making it I was just wishing Bob was there to help me. He always did the mixing of the ingredients with his hands because mine were sore most days. We had been making it so often that we knew without looking at our recipe what amount of everything went in and we were able to time it exactly right for the biscuits and sausage to get done at the same time. I still timed everything else out right but I had to look up our recipe. Just makes me sad, my other half is no longer here and it’s frustrating doing things on your own. Logan did help me a little and everything turned out fine and I’m glad I made them. Both boys ate them, which they always do, and we actually all ate the same dinner for the first time since Bob passed.
I asked Logan what he wanted on his and he said, “butter, jelly and sausage, you know this mommy”. He just makes me laugh sometimes. I remember the first time Bob and I made these and he put butter on his and I put jelly on mine. He was confused as to why I was putting jelly on my sausage/biscuit so I made him try it and he never looked back. It seriously tastes so good. We of course introduced that to our kids and they love it too. He made some sort of joke about it since my nickname from him for years was Jelly. He started calling me that at the very beginning of us dating and I called him Bilbo. We used those nicknames more than our actual names and there was so many times out in public we would forget. For the longest time when we would ask Logan what our names were he would say Bilbo and Jelly. 🙂
Even though I was not looking forward to making this, I’m glad I did. I enjoyed that time with Logan helping me and he enjoyed it too. I guess it will be our new thing now. It brought up so many good memories and hopefully I can make more of Bob’s favorites, including homemade pies (strawberry rhubarb, pineapple rhubarb, cherry) for the boys someday.