Pacing

Pacing, originally uploaded by macfixer.

It's funny, how much of my family's life revolves around food. Anything in life that happens is cause for a family get-together for a meal.

This is the morning of February 22. My dad's mother had died earlier, and there were plans to make. After dropping him off at the funeral home, I went back to my parents' place to pick up the rest of the family to join him for brunch at Bollinger's in Farmingdale.

Even though he was up late the night before; even though my dad's mind was racing with what to do next, he still had the presence of mind to call the immediate family together for brunch.

It was bittersweet, that meal. I wish I could tell you what I had, but I don't remember.