Lauren finally cooked the free Thanksgiving turkey we received from Giant Food Stores back in November. Our meals have consisted of some type of turkey dish for the past 5days. Last night, using the rest of the meat, Lauren made turkey and dumplings. It was delicious.
I was never a big fan of turkey/chicken and dumplings. The dumplings I had as a kid always seemed to have the consistency of snot. While growing up I knew that my mom would make it at least one time a year for my brother Dan’s birthday. Chicken and dumplings was his birthday meal of choice.
We all had a favorite birthday meal that my mom would make for us. Sharon always chose Lasagna. I don't remember what Dennis would prefer. Kevin went with cheese steak and cheesecake. Dan, chicken and dumplings. Lawnwhisperer liked veal Parmesan. Peanut Butter and Jelly was Pat’s favorite meal. Michael wanted tacos. And I think for my brother Jim’s birthday, since he was the favorite, my mom and dad probably took him out to Outback Steakhouse every year.
My birthday meal of choice was chicken potpie. Since my birthday was in June my mom would always suggest hotdogs and burgers on the grill. I think I was the only one she ever tried to talk out of my birthday meal (yes I have middle child syndrome). I always did get my own personal potpie but everyone else had burgers. I like the tradition of birthday dinners.
Lauren’s personal favorite meal is crab legs. Whenever they are on sale or in-season I always make sure to get some for her. We actually had some right before Valentine’s Day. Eating crabs is always work but it is always fun. Max helped me crack the shells. When I say “help” what I mean is he held the little tools. He really enjoyed the whole process. Why shouldn’t he? I did most of the work and he got to eat most of the crab. I could not crack the crab legs fast enough for him. He really liked crab and I barely got to eat any.
So last night as I was eating my dumplings, thinking of my brother Dan and birthday meals, I asked Maxfield what he wants for his birthday dinner on Saturday. I was sure he was going to say chicken nuggets and fries or pizza. He thought for a moment and turned to me and said, “Crab legs.”
Lauren smiled and did a celebratory fist pump in the air. “Yes!” She said knowing that we would have her favorite meal and I am sure part of her glee was from the pride she felt that Max inherited some of her tastes.
Max will be four. A four year old wants crab legs for his birthday dinner.
“You know Bill.” Lauren said, “You may want to eat something else before dinner on Saturday. Otherwise you will be hungry.”