Happy Friday

I thought I would just check in even though yesterday was not a cooking day for me. It consisted of chicken pesto pizza, gelato (Glacier is made fresh daily in Boulder...sooo good), and the BBC mini-series of Jane Eyre. Yes I am a dork, I know.

At about 7:30 I received a call from the mom up in the mountains where I cook.

"I was just calling to tell you that I warmed up the left over chickpea curry from last week. I didn't even offer any to Phoebe (the 6 year old), but she got her own bowl and had literally 5 helpings."

As she was telling me this I was debating whether to her that the chickpeas were probably a day or two past their prime (I will let her know today). What I did tell her was how good that made me feel! These girls spent the first several months I cooked for them refusing anything that wasn't pasta or "pomme de terres saute (fried potatoes)." Now I am "their favorite person who comes to the house and cooks." Just goes to show, a little patience and persistence really goes a long way.