My mother was good under
fire.
A cool cucumber.
Unflappable.
When my father and BigBrother
were living in New York, and my mother and I were still in MD, we spent a lot
of time with my best friend and her family. The moms got to be friends and we
would often eat dinner with them.
On one such occasion Miss Pat
made lasagna.
But as she took it out of the
oven it slipped out of her hands and crashed to the floor…..upside-down.
She looked at my mother in
horror and said, “What are we going to do now?”
My mother said, “We’ll just scrape
it up and put it back in the pan.”
Miss Pat said, “I can’t do
that! I have a dog!”
Without hesitation my mother scooped
up the lasagna and plopped it back into the pan, leaving one layer on the
floor, sprinkled some parmesan cheese on top and popped it back into the oven.
After they had cleaned up the
mess left on the floor, they called us all to the table.
Mr. D. said, “This smells
good. What is it?”
“Lasagna,” replied Miss Pat.
“Lasagna? I thought lasagna was
in layers.”
Without missing a beat my
mother reached for the pan and said, “It’s a new recipe.”
We were none the wiser until
years later when Miss Pat and my mother laughingly told us the story!
(*Sweetie Pie was the dog’s
name)
LOL did Mr. D ever know?
ReplyDeleteLOL. Totally proves you had a brilliant mum.
ReplyDeleteGreat story! It is great your mom was there to help.... I find that things usually work out if I don't worry about them too much.
ReplyDeleteWhen I read about your family...and friends...my heart grows a little larger.
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