Making the Most of It

I was cooking the filet of sole as Loretta had asked me, and had peeked into the oven where she had two potatoes baking.  But do you  think it occurred  to me that all these items had to be done at the same time?

I was half way done with the sole when I thought, “When did she put those potatoes in?”  She was on the phone, so I told her the fish were done.  I tested the potatoes with a parer, and they didn’t feel soft like they should.  She told me to turn the oven up to 500˚ , so I did it.  It helped.

We had supper together.  She said nothing about the cool fish and the bad lemons.  What was good—the way I said grace.

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