Before the thermometer would dip into single digits, we left the house for dinner with friends.
On the menu? Pot roast, potatoes two ways, carrots and salad. A bit of a splurge as our hosts generally stick to vegetarian options.
I was immediately transported back to this favorite meal from my youth. Mike and I were in agreement, when you got to pick your birthday meal, pot roast was our go to. I’d pair that request with yellow cake and chocolate icing.
Instead of curling up in blankets for a nap after dinner, we played a round of Mountain Goats, a straightforward dice based game that’s quite easy and enjoyable.
Capped the evening with Lebanese desserts from a bake sale to help families in Gaza — this, on the eve of a purported ceasefire.
The list of atrocities in the world seems ever lengthening. Fellowship in the shadow of unnecessary violence offers one way to ease the relentlessness.
I’m keenly aware of how fortunate we are to share in these moments.
