Weekends

On Sundays

On the seventh day God decided to take his break.  After that, it pretty much became automatic for the rest of the world. I think most people really decide to slow down every Sunday.  Depending on what one practices, a typical Sunday would be church followed by a great family lunch, a little bit of chores.  Evenings would be capped off with a great family dinner, sometimes with an optional trip to the movie theater for another round of bonding. There’s optional dessert and a mandatory blood sugar test the following Monday.

I really appreciate weekends since it is the time when my taste buds take a break from my cooking; everything my wife decides to cook become heavenly tasting. On Sundays, I sometimes take a break from taking a break and just play around with ingredients in the kitchen. Sundays are a time for experimentation on culinary delights that are not too complicated, just simple and clean flavors. It is the time when I test drive a recipe and make my family hostages guinea pigs around the table. The important thing for me is that everyone is present, from the wife, the kids, and even the two stray cats.

Sundays are a best reserved for recharging oneself.  It is that day when you can brush a lot of things off from your stress-filled plate.  To do otherwise is simply counterproductive. 

Everybody deserves a blissful Sunday.

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