We had a fabulous End-of-Fall-Break dinner in the backyard last night. We stayed out till we needed candles, sipped champagne, enjoyed the company, and just took deep breaths because today it's back to the scheduled grind of school, work, homework, projects, and early bedtimes. Here's the genesis of the dinner. I received a phone call from the Enthusiastic Kitchen Elf earlier in the day... D: Mom, I'm going to make mussels and fries for dinner. Okay? C: Okay. D: And garlic bread. This is something we ate on the cruise. C: So, I need to stop at the store on my way home from work? D: No, I already went with Daddy. Also, the garlic bread is going to be garlic bread like Daddy likes - a lot of butter and a little bit of garlic. Not like your garlic bread - a little bit of butter and a lot of garlic. Daddy says that your garlic bread can kill vampires. So, almost 18 years into this love affair and Jake still hasn't gotten on board with my lev...