Last week was our dear friend Rochelle's Birthday. Her family flew and drove in from New Orleans to celebrate. Honestly, I don't even remember what Matt cooked, which is unusual for me, because there was so much love in the room that the food, the hour, the setting fell away so that we were all filled with the bounty and the unity of family and closeness, and the food was simply an echo of that love.
We rejoiced and enjoyed.
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