The early bird gets the blueberry pine nut coffee cake.
The late bird who came in after midnight last night (KS) even found some leftover white pizza with chicken and basil in the refrigerator.
In keeping with the culinary prowess, we made pan-seared chicken breast, salad and baked tomatoes stuffed with goat cheese for dinner this evening.
Since I enjoy cooking and food brings people together, I get the best of both worlds. It's relaxing to chop and stir and watch things bubble, and feeding people makes me happy. MG and KS are so obliging that I like to use them as a captive audience, both to help cook and to try everything. I even got to be the apprentice to KS, baker extraordinaire, while she whipped up some homemade s'more brownies last week.
We're getting in plenty of practice for the day when a table and chairs will make it possible for real live guests to eat with us, but until then I think our invisible friends will take care of the leftover coffee cake.
Some people like to paint pictures, or do gardening, or build a boat in the basement. Other people get a tremendous pleasure out of the kitchen, because cooking is just as creative and imaginative an activity as drawing, or wood carving, or music.