Artful Living

serves me right

In my mind, I often remark of how I would love a servant, a cook, someone to serve me right. It seems that feeding twin sons, is like that of a bottomless pit. As soon as one meal is finished, I here rumblings of what is to eat? One thing which is always stocked are plenty of leafy greens to compose a salad, add chopped veggies, an egg, some nuts or dried fruits and maybe even a bit of “fromage” and these utensils are ready to serve me right away.

So, I turn to my trusty salad servers and delight in the price and in giving these as gifts. What do you have at the ready to quench your hunger and serve someone right away at the drop of a hat, or in my case, the drop of a drawing?