For lunch today, O and I had tea sandwiches- turkey and cheese with mayo on thick slices of Korean milk bread and peanut butter and blackberry jam on multi-grain. I brewed a pot of chamomile tea which we sipped from porcelain teacups as we FaceTimed with Husband. He was eating his sandwich too and making funny faces as O told him about her morning and how the plate that held the teacup was called a saucer.
It’s been a recent ritual of video chatting with Husband during lunch on his workdays at Kaiser. O’s met all of his coworkers who like to comment on what she’s eating and ask about her day. One time I loudly announced I had to go poo, forgetting that his coworkers were there in the office with him. There’s the elder European man whom O promised to give one of her Valentines chocolates to when she heard he loved chocolate. There’s the Chinese American woman who volunteered to make me pig’s feet stew when I have Baby. There’s the older white woman who talks a lot and sort of drives Husband crazy. There’s C, who we already know and are friends with. And there’s the office lady who’s mega Christian and reads Joel Olsteen during her breaks. It’s a nice little crew who I can tell all love and respect Husband.
At the end of every session, O and Husband pucker their lips and kiss the screen. Our lunch chats usually end up being around 5-10 minutes, really short. But O and I always look forward to them, settling down in our seats with our lunch.