My mother is game for any adventure.
On this sunny but cool day, Mimi and Anne putt-putted the pontoon over to Governor Nelson State Park for Donny Anderson to take and store it for the winter season. This was after a few other steps first: shuttling a car over to the park (Poppy did that with me), clearing out the boat and drying the hidden water in every compartment, finding that the battery was dead, and then recharging the battery. The short ride on the lake was beautiful.
Then later in the afternoon, we went to the 60th annual lutefisk dinner at Lakeview Lutheran Church, down the road from our house. Even though she wasn't hungry, and despite the fact that neither of us planned to eat the fish (the white stuff on the platter in the photo), we had a great time. I ate the meatballs, mashed potatoes, rutabaga, cole slaw, lefse, cranberries and pie. Mimi had a few tastes of the meatballs, taters and pie. What's as delightful as any of the foods are the enthusiastic stories people tell about lutefisk: how they grew to like it, advice (to me) on how to eat it, their favorite way to prepare it, their favorite places to go for it, the church lutefisk suppers they've gone to this season already and will go to next.
Through it all, Ack did great work at work and Daddy kept guard at the dining room table or napped in the guest room.