If You Can't Bring Bow to the Kitchen....

If I can't take Bow to the kitchen, I can still bring the kitchen to Bow.

Yesterday was the annual Spring BBQ and Concert at Sword's school. The BBQ started at 5:30, the concert at 7:00. Sword's job was to play "Little Spring Song" on the piano at the concert. Bow and I had a more humble contribution to make: we had to make a side dish for the BBQ. The school district provides hamburgers and hot dogs, and the families of those attending each bring a side dish. I always make garlic potatoes.

Bow and I couldn't go to the BBQ, but we could prepare the dish for Sword to bring. Our friend and neighbor, Mrs. Boren, was taking Sword to the BBQ, and I would be along later for the concert, once Bow had gone to bed.

The recipe for garlic potatoes is as follows: chop the potatoes up, skin and all. Add a few cloves of garlic. Chop them as well. Fry in oil in a frying pan, adding a little water (no more than a spoonful) for steam, so they don't get too crispy.

I'm not much of a cook, but every time they ask me to bring a side dish, that's what I make, and not much is left when I get my serving container back.

However, how do I prepare this dish if I can't leave the pen for more than a couple of minutes at a time? I decided that this year, I would enlist Bow's help.

As you can see, Bow's skill with a knife still leaves much to be desired. But consider this: if I wanted to take those knives aboard a commercial airline flight, they would be confiscated. I can trust Bow with a knife more than airline security can trust me with a knife. That's got to be saying something!