"I think that looks fine," Kate said. "I don't think there's much of any hurry on them opening the gifts, but if you get envelopes, I think we should perhaps have either a box for those or perhaps pass them straight on to whoever they go to. Or you could take them and hold onto them. Those will either be money or some sort of gift certificates, and from past experience, I can tell you those envelopes will be very easily lost without a plan for them."
Michael finished the sauces and the salad and took the frozen bread dough and used it to make garlic breadsticks. When the sauces were underway, he boiled Angus fresh raviolis and fresh fettuccini, and Kate helped him start to set the sideboard for supper in the dining room. She put the caesar salad and the breadsticks at one end along with salad bowls and bread plates, the fresh pastas next in two big bowls with stacks of pasta bowls beside the pasta serving bowls, and then the bowls of sauce--the marinara with mini meatballs, and the alfredo, followed by a big bowl of additional grated parmesan cheese in case someone else wanted extra cheese on their bowl of pasta.
She cut the large lemon almond ricotta cake and set it out, with cake plates and big thermal pitchers of fresh hot tea and fresh coffee, and some pitchers of water, iced tea, and lemonade. Michael opened a couple nice bottles of chianti in case someone wanted a really great Italian wine with supper. Everyone could take what they wanted.
Then she called everyone for supper. Andrew went out and woke Angus for supper, taking his short hooded, beach robe for him to put on over his swim trunks. He helped Angus into his chair and then took the chair inside to the dining room
Sam and Victor were excited to see what was for supper.
"Spaghetti and meatballs!" Sam said.
"Cool!' Victor was just as excited. "And they're mini meatballs. That means we have have a million of them. Angus, what's in the ravioli?"
"More meatball filling and a blend of five cheeses--mozzarella, parmesan, asiago, romano, and provolone."
"Oh, nice! Can we have some of both?"
"Of course."
"Did you make these yourself?"
"I did, and Michael made the sauce," Angus said. He saw Edward and Simone come in. He didn't say anything, but he had used Caprice's recipe for the meatballs and the ravioli meat filling. As far as Angus was concerned, nobody had ever beaten Caprice's recipe for meatballs. He hoped Edward recognized it and that it brought back warm memories for him.
Andrew fixed a small salad for Angus with a breadstick and then made him a small bowl of pasta with some of the ravioli and the meat sauce in one bowl and a different small bowl with the fettucini and the alfredo, and poured him a glass of wine.
"Angus, can we have some wine with dinner?" Sam asked.
"If you like," Angus said. "It's legal to drink it at your age. Have you had wine before?"
"Yeah," Victor said. He wasn't going to add more information in front of everyone else, but Reginald and Suzanne hadn't cared what they drank, so the boys had regularly had wine at home, and even had hard liquor on occasion.
"Then, fine. Just don't go crazy with it, will you? One glass will do. Then go to something else."
"That's fine," Sam said.
"Thank you, Andrew," Angus said. "Now go get some for yourself."
"I intend to. I'm starving."
"How's the unpacking going?"
"Thanks to the boys, I am completely moved in, including my stuff from your place. I am moved out of my room at your place butif I need to move back in, I will be happy to do so," he said.
"Do you have things you'll still need?" Kate asked.
"Oh, of course," Andrew laughed. "My apartment in New York was sadly lacking, but I'm sure Rowan and I will fill in the holes in due time."
"Well, get us a list of what you're short when you both get settled. We all have a lot in storage that we'd be happy to donate to the cause," she told him. "Unless you don't like
hand-me-downs."
"Hand-me-downs are just fine with me," Andrew said. "Don't know about Rowan, though."