For my husband, a very relaxed Father's Day. There was time with family, attending Mass, lunching on burritos, reading before an open fire, and to end it, a bit of television.
And for my 91 year old Father. What do you give as a gift? Several weeks back, he spoke of how much he missed my grandmother's rhubarb sauce. It was a treat to make him some and it even brought back tasty memories for me. Warmed and poured over vanilla ice cream, it's akin to a slice of apple pie, minus the crust.
And a little something else for my father: scratch tickets and a jackpot of a few dollars. Even at 91, you can dream big.
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