Pure Comfort

If I did not know anyone in our family and Greg and Mary merely invited me over to join their family for dinner on Saturday, I would have left their home with one impression: Good, old-fashioned family dinners still exist. Maybe it had something to do with the informal formality of all of us sitting down at a nicely set table to share a meal together. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the comfortable casualness of our monthly eat togethers; however, in this instance I took a particular pleasure in seeing our family sit down to a nice meal without it being a holiday. Memories of a time gone by, or at least my childhood came rushing back. And then there was the food. Sure, everyone wants food that is delicious and enjoyable, but good, down-home cooking creates an experience like no other. I can't choose a favorite dish here because each one for me was simply comfort food. It was like a comfort sampler and the more I ate the more I wanted more. Even beyond all of this, maybe what made everything feel warm and fuzzy (aside from the wine) is that we talk about what a fun time we had at the last get together and start immediately planning for what's on deck next month. Cheers to you Hollier Hills and I'd like another helpin'.