Mother's Day at our house

Ross feels that he has finally 'arrived.' His kids are now old enough to not only remember Mother's Day, but also bring home those wonderful homemade gifts for me. (It should be noted, without any bitterness, that my very first Mother's Day with a 1 month old babe, was completely forgotten.) This is the time he has been waiting for. Not only does he not have to remember, he has a daily reminder from one of the 4 girls for at least 2 weeks leading up to the big day. He is counting on this service for many years to come.

So for this Mother's Day, I was treated to breakfast prepared by my husband and children. (My only request the night before is that no one get up at 5am to fix it early and 'surprise' me. One year in December I was greeted by Mary Erin, dressed as Santa Lucia, at this hour. I tried to be gracious in my stupor.) So, yesterday a beautiful Turkish breakfast was spread...bread with honey and butter, an olive plate, cucumber slices, boiled eggs, a bowl of fruit, plain yogurt, a cheese plate. I was only asked to make the Turkish tea. This is our standard Sunday morning fare, but this time I didn't have to prepare it. It was agreed by all before I walked in that somehow a rotten egg had been boiled, for the kitchen smell was pungent. But this was a smell I knew...not a rotten egg, but the plastic handle of the pot burning on the eye.

After church, we all went to http://www.hacibaba.com/ for lunch. I chose the abugganas, which is an eggplant dish. The eggplant (which are slightly different than the eggplants I've seen in the US) is grilled and cooked in a clay pot with garlic and other ingredients. This restaurant also puts shaved lamb on top. It is delicious.

We had a great day. I've included a couple of pictures.