Sunday, December 30, was my parents’ 36th wedding anniversary. For any two people, that’s a remarkable union. Having had a front row seat to their relationship for most of that time, I can say with certainty they’ve manged to make it through with very few arguments and a ton of laughs. I called them up after breakfast and asked them how in the world they made it through so long:
Me: So mom, what is the key to a happy marriage?
Mom: Patience. Trust. Love. Compromise. Understanding. Most of all patience and trust.
Me: Patience before anything?
Mom: Yes. And you’ve got to have a loving, wonderful person to take care of you and help you survive.
Me: And that would be Dad?
Mom: Of course. He put up with my craziness all those years. I’d rip him a new one, and he’d be smiling at me the next day!
Me: Amazing. PMS is something else, huh?
Mom: A person couldn’t ask for better husband. He’s always been nice to me, and I’ve never had to suffer for anything.
Me: How did he propose?
Mom: He asked me to marry him on the first date. I asked him if he would give me everything I ever wanted. He answered, “everything in my power.”
Me: Where did you get married?
Mom: In our apartment, in New Jersey. It was a nice apartment.
Me: Was it a deluxe apartment in the sky, like the Jeffersons?
Mom: Well, it was on the fourth floor! But it was nice. His mother, and grandmother were there, and our friends, and his brothers.
Me: Where did you go on honeymoon?
Mom: We were headed to the Poconos. But then we got into a car accident, so we never made it.
Mom: A woman pulled over to the side of the road in front of us, and we had to swerve into the grass to avoid her. We ripped the oil pan out from underneath the car. But the car behind us crashed into the woman in front of us. So we were lucky.
Me: Dad, what do you think makes for a long lasting marriage?
Dad: Listening. Being nice and considerate to the other person. Those are the most important things.
Me: Good to know. What do you love about mom?
Dad: She has good personal traits. SHe’s loyal, trustworthy and honest. She’s also an excellent caregiver. And I love her sense of humor.
Me: That’s it?
Dad: And, she’s so purr-tey!
Mom: He tells me I’m pretty every few days.
6 slices whole wheat bread
1 cup milk
2 eggs and 2 egg whites
1 teaspoon nutmeg
1 tablespoon sugar
1 teaspoon pumpkin pie spice
1-2 pats butter
1/4 cup strawberry jam or preserves
Mix milk, egg and egg whites, nutmeg, sugar and pumpkin pie spice in a bowl. Melt butter in medium skillet on low heat. Dip slice of bread into mixture, coat completely and let excess drip into bowl. PLace in skillet and cook until brown about 3-4 minutes on each side, flipping once. Repeat process with each side of bread.
Place one piece of bread on a plate, then spread on preserves. Layer banana slices on top, cover with another piece of toast. Sprinkle powdered sugar on top, drizzle syrup on top and slice in half. Makes three sandwiches.