Pie For Breakfast, Music And Games All Day

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​PIE FOR BREAKFAST, MUSIC AND GAMES ALL DAY

        More than two years had gone by since the last time our family was all together. That was when we met up in Honolulu for a week at the Hale Koa (see post from  4/27/2019, "Ohana At The Hale Koa"). 

      Distance and the COVID pandemic were the culprits that kept us from a family get-together since then, but last week, for a short weekend, we were finally able to have a reunion.
      Maria and her family drove in from Los Angeles, arriving on Tuesday, July 20.
    I had asked Maria what her crew would like for their "Welcome to Ohio" dinner. Oven-fried chicken legs, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, hot rolls, and apple pie were their requests. And so that's what was served,

...and much enjoyed.

     Likewise, before Claire and Miguel flew in from Chicago late Friday night, July 23,

...I asked them what they would like me to make for them to eat.
      "Pie," was the response. "Just pie."
   And so in preparation for their arrival we made pie: cherry lattice, cherry streusel, and pear streusel .  

     We also made a couple of loaves of challah bread for the occasion.

     However, as it was well past10 pm by the time Claire and Miguel arrived at the house, they weren't in the mood to eat. Rather, everyone was in the mood for some music.

      My children grew up in a family where music was the river that ran through it. 
​      They started music lessons before they started school. 

      They played ensembles from the time they were young.

     They played at each others' weddings.

      These days some of them love playing guitar, some love playing games, and we all love pie.
      And so the following morning, Saturday morning, we had pie for breakfast.

     Now, when you come right down to it, is pie for breakfast really any worse than, say, a stack of chocolate chip pancakes slathered in butter and syrup?

    Or cream cheese-stuffed French toast?

    Or donuts?

     I suppose it's a debatable question. In any case, we had pie for breakfast. With ice cream and whip cream.

      After breakfast there were games and music,

...and more games,

...and more music.

     In the afternoon Maria and Claire and their families went over to Tommy's and Emily's house where the sibs retired to the basement for a jam session.

     Meanwhile, Theresa, Tom, and I stayed home and worked on dinner,     

...until everyone returned from Tommy's and Emily's house,

...for dinner.

      Dinner gave a nod to nutrition, if breakfast had failed to,

...though we did have left-over pie for dessert, 

...including an apple pie which Tom made that afternoon to restock the dwindling pie inventory.

     After dinner there were indoor games,

...and outdoor games,

...until the sun went down.

      The following morning we had pancakes for breakfast,

....and left-over pie.

     After breakfast the music and games recommenced,      

...until I recruited a flank of volunteers to peel the pod covers from my gargantuan harvest of silver dollar plants,

     Then our short weekend reunion was almost over and the time was growing near for Claire and Miguel to return to Chicago. We had a final meal together of delicious Jet's pizza.

    For some reason nobody was interested in pie.