Pass the Wings

Some of Dave's fondest memories growing up are Friday nights at the Schwartz household. Dave would invite over his friends and his parents would cook and entertain. His father is known for his wings, and his mom is known for cooking just about everything else. From the stories I've heard, these nights were filled with laughter and plenty of renditions of Tommy Boy and any other Chris Farley interpretation.

On this trip, we got a special treat on Friday night when my brother and his girlfriend visited. The both live an hour and a half west of Dave's parents. One of Dave's classmates, Johnny, came over too. Dave's parents seemed more than thrilled to bring out the deep fryer for wings and homemade fries. His mom made a beautiful antipasto platter. I could see them smiling from the kitchen and urging the crowd to eat more. I think it's safe to say this brought back lots of memories for them too.









Brianne brought dozens of her homemade italian cookies that she'd made for Easter. Sadly enough, she and Luke gave up sweets for Lent so they couldn't eat any. I'm sure they made up for it the next day on Easter.

We played guitar hero. We laughed. We ate. And we laughed some more.




Oh yeah--Johnny finally decided to call Dave's sister by her name, and not by "Dave's sister." This was a big deal, but it's not fit to print why they decided to make that change--so this note is only for our newest reader in the RCS area....and we are looking forward to the big visit here in June!