Monday, May 5, 2014

Love in the Time of Lemon Squares

Do you ever get that...feeling? You know the one (or maybe not): it starts in your stomach and moves into your throat and to the back of your neck and you start to feel anxious and nervous and you don't know what to do with you hands so you fiddle with your hair and doodle on your paper and you just want to get out of there and be alone. Because you feel like today might be one of those days when you tell your husband that you don't feel well and you just need to lie down for a while so can he please watch the kids.

But then,

Your son is staying late at school to play badminton and your daughter has a friend over so nobody needs you for a few minutes so you decide to strap on your running shoes and run as fast as you can for as long as you can. And then you take a break to catch your breath. And then you run really fast some more. And breathe some more. And then you start to exhale.

And then your daughter asks you to meet her and her friend at the park to help them take silly pictures. And then you smile and act silly with them and you start to forget you had that feeling.

And then you decide to make chili lime chicken with grilled pepper salsa to celebrate Cinco de Mayo (even though you have no idea what Cinco de Mayo is all about) instead of the chicken wings you'd already planned and your family loves this new recipe and you're pleasantly surprised because it's not often they like new recipes the first time you make them...especially those that don't allow for the addition of ketchup.

And then when you grab a coffee (decaf American soy misto, of course) while your daughter is having her guitar lesson, you have a few minutes to read a book. And you read one of those lines that makes you pause, think, and then hope that you have a pen in your purse so you can underline it. And you do. So you do.

Just one of the many lines I've found myself underlining in the book I'm currently reading:
Love in the Time of Cholera.
How have I not read this earlier?
And then when you get home, your kids agree on which TV show to watch and you make lemon squares. And neither you or your kids can wait for them to cool down so you eat them while their still warm and runny. And they taste good anyways. And then your son gives you a hug goodnight and you realize that he is now taller than you. And your daughter takes a funny picture of your dog that she will later post to your dog's Instagram account with a funny tag line about paparazzi and you are yet again reminded how clever she is.
And then once they are both tucked into bed and the house is quiet, you sneak downstairs for one more lemon square to eat while reading more of your book.
And as you are licking the knife (don't worry, it's not sharp) in the kitchen, you realize that feeling you felt earlier is gone.
And you smile.
Life is like lemon squares. A little bit sour but a whole lot sweet.
Chili-Lime Grilled Chicken

Juice from three limes
1 tsp chili powder
1 smashed garlic clove (about 1 tsp)
1 tbsp. oil
1 tsp salt
6 -8 boneless, skinless chicken thighs
Mix it all together & let marinate for at least an hour
Grill over medium heat..but not too long. Only about 4 minutes per side.
Let rest for a couple minutes and serve with other stuff like salsa, salad, rice, or whatever.

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