Making Love

I am making love in the kitchen of my Sonoma cottage late Thursday night – I chop, stir, cook, grind, and spoon pureed steamed organic sweet potatoes, steamed organic broccoli, Haas avocados, extra lean ground beef, and organic white meat turkey into ice cube trays I’ve picked up at the thrift store earlier that day. Hayes arrives Friday afternoon, and I am preparing a smorgasborg for him: brown rice mixed into the meats; mashed avocado molded into green patties; broccoli that tastes delicious but infiltrates the house with its pungency. Bowls, spoons, pans cover every inch of available counter space. Blobs of orange and green splatter the side of the refrigerator – for some reason, the small food processor I use spits out the vegetables I’m pulverizing so that there is a fair amount that sticks to the fridge and counter. The mess doesn’t matter; Hayes arrives on Friday – and I can’t wait to serve him dinner!

Hayes enjoys his meals ... the side of my refrigerator looked worse than his tray does!

Hayes sure does enjoy his meals (this one in his Boston home) … the side of my refrigerator looked much worse than his tray does by the time I was done with the food processor!

Here’s a link to a video Graham posted the other day on FaceBook: this is going to be a fun week! Hayes entertains (himself) during dinner!