A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to surprise Clara-she thought it was a Mother's Day celebration. In fact, it was her own graduation party she helped prepare for!
Sixteen people eating, right after church. And the meal had to be gluten-free, and we had some other odd dietary things going on.
A giant fruit salad was a good starting place. A canteloupe, a honeydew melon, two boxes of strawberries, two of raspberries, one of blueberries, a quart of dewberries. A lime juice and honey dressing.
Mexican is good for gluten-free. We faked it with a giant platter of rice topped with black beans and then cilantro. A platter of flank steak broiled, sliced thin, and drizzled with chimichurri sauce. Another of chicken breasts, the same. Tortillas, guacamole, chips. All done the day before.
Flowers from the garden. Flan and fallen chocolate souffle to follow.
And grandparents everywhere! My stepfather Dan and my father beside Clara. Sweet for her, sweet for us.