I promised myself I'd stay out of my father's kitchen and let him show off how "not helpless" he is. So, tonight, he's making kielbasa and cabbage one-pot meal, with egg noodles and peas. Looking at the recipe, it has a lot butter, but at least it has onions and garlic.
Spent the day bopping around Jamestown island with Pop. Funny, but I haven't been there for over 40 years. A nice time seaside. Chowed down on an Italian grinder for lunch. Must say - good bread is the key to any sandwich, and we had it.
Bro has been working his buttski off in the pre-holiday rush (he's a grocery deli manager). Tis the season for long lines at the deli, with everyone complaining about the thickness of the prosciutto, or the taste of the "one good" premium cheeses. Heh!! Stinks to be him. I'll catch up with him late tonight, as we're going south to pick up my nephew ("NYC boy" from the Kingston train station.
ps: Went grocery shopping yesterday - picked up a pound of scungilli (marinated northern conch) and some live quahogs for steaming. Instead of tea last night, I had a cup of hot quahog juice. Ahhhh, nice to be "home".