Happy Mother’s Day to all of you wonderful moms!
My own mother is turning 90 years old this weekend. Our first nonagenarian! “Honey” is the name given to her years ago by my daughter, the eldest of a dozen grandchildren, and it “stuck.” (Yes! A pun!)
We’re celebrating Honey on Sunday with a big gathering at my house. Twenty-six family members are flying and driving long distances to be here. My niece has prepared a “This is your Life” photograph book, from 1927 to 2017! Each family member has emailed me their unique memories of Honey, which I’ve printed out and will give to her to savor. And we’ve all chipped in to get her a special chair with lifting capacity (dubbed the “ejection chair”).
The menu will be a “Honey-style” meal. A big ham, a certain potato salad, an incredible sourdough bread lathered with a family-secret concoction, followed by Honey’s chocolate mint brownies. I made a test batch of brownies the other day—not quite as good as Honey’s, but they did disappear within 24 hours.
My mother didn’t particularly like to cook and didn’t tackle a wide variety of dishes, but when she did cook…everything was perfect. The best ingredients, recipes followed to a T, presentations were magazine-worthy. In the kitchen, I’m the opposite—I rarely make the same recipe twice, I experiment, and I could spend a little more effort on presentation. But the joy of gathering family together over a good meal, that is a quality Mom and I share.
I’m so grateful to have the opportunity to celebrate my mother’s 90th. After a few recent health glitches, we don’t take these birthdays for granted! Hoping you will take time to celebrate the mother (or mother-figure) in your life this weekend.
And to be celebrated, too!
Suzanne Woods Fisher