Some good friends of ours arrived from Vancouver tonight, and since we didn’t know their ETA or whether they’d be hungry upon their arrival, we made a pot of black bean soup, baked a loaf of no-knead bread and some pita chips, and mixed up some roasted red pepper hummus. All things that keep well and provide the sort of nourishment one might need after spending 10 hours in the car with a toddler. (Further post-drive therapy included the couch, The Big Lebowski and plenty of White Russians.)
Earlier in the day I had baked a sweet potato cake (similar to a carrot cake, but with grated sweet potato in place of the carrots) to take photos for an article in What’s Up Kids magazine in Toronto. Willem stood guard by it all afternoon, and by the time our friends arrived and we got to eat it, the swirly icing had been further festooned by his tongue.