Recently it was my birthday. While I loved the surprise artisan cupcakes chosen for me from my family, I am really not much of a cake fanatic. So, when the little hands reached over to my plate, I happily handed over my frosting topped dessert to my four and six year old children. This may sound selfless, but it was far from it. Secretly, I knew back in my freezer a few of my favorites were stocked and waiting…smiling I thought of blackberry cabernet sorbet and peach ginger sorbet. I turned to my husband whose plate was licked clean and said ”See, a mom even gives her own kids her cupcakes” (Grinning inside and feeling it was somewhat worthy of an Emmy)
I enjoyed my blackberry cabernet sorbet that night scooped into a clear stemless wine glass and it was indulgently bold and overflowing with succulent blackberries. It was a perfect birthday treat. It was so good, that the next day all I could think about was enjoying my other favorite – peach ginger sorbet.
I was late coming home the next night because I had met my girlfriends for dinner. It was late enough that everyone was tucked in bed and sound asleep. Peach ginger sorbet, a blanket and seeing Pia get surprisingly booted off American Idolon the DVR popped instantly into my mind.
I made a Bee Line for the freezer. I opened the drawer and reached in. “It’s Gone!” I immediately went to the trash can and saw it sitting there empty. My peach ginger sorbet pint. Feeling defeated and slightly irritated, I went upstairs. My husband woke up and I knew what happened. “You let him eat it? How could you!? There was strawberry sorbet and mango sorbet in there too!” I stated firmly. Laughing he responded ”He’s 6. He wanted it. Isn’t that what a mom would do?”
“Grr” I replied. “I love you all dearly, but stay away from my Sorbet!”
Do you feel that way about a favorite thing? I know I can not be the only one. Please share.