Meal Time

My story. The smell of garlic, lemon juice, just satiating on the rack of meat.  The peeling of potatoes slicing and dicing to icy bity piece, polled into the pot filled with boiling water.  Added to the stove full of food, blazed the fire to a high temperature.  Corn pudding bubbling in the over giving it a nice caramel topping.  Everything smells so good doorbell rings, my uncle at the door with goo yummy, bubbling mac and cheese, every cheese you can think of is in the mac and cheese. My Dog Nike jump all over my uncle to get the mac and cheese.  The ham glazed over with brown sugar and sugared goodness; I can’t wait to dig in.  Broccoli and greens beans, sweet potatoes, veering are making my mouth water I just can’t wait to eat.  CSI playing, Nike scooping out the area to see if he can get a piece of something.  Waited so long for this day 40 days to be exact to eat meat, and my favorite meat was prepared lamb.  Everyone joining hands before we can eat my mom said the pray to buss the flood, that, and us we are all together and also for Jesus Christ dying on the cross of our sins. 

My partners story. This dinner that I was apart of yesterday on a Sunday it was very yummier.  We were all starving waiting and telling watch other about where is the bread sticks and salad.  There were some laughs and good times talking about the movie the Sitter and how funny it was and epically the little girl with here phases and singing.  The cheaper by the dozen family was seated and we all paid attention very closest but not very sure why.  Then the little girl stated to talk about a big guy with tattoos and we all started to laugh, but just from that phase it was pretty funny I was guess.  Then my baby mac and cheese and baby broccoli but very good.