Replicable Hospitality

When you walk in my door—whether it’s because your kids are coming to play, or I’ve invited you over for coffee, or we are having a party, or you are just dropping by—there are a few things I can pretty much guarantee you’ll notice right away. First, I am probably going to be covered in flour. My house will be a mess—papers all over the table, dishes all over the counters, and our most recent meal all over the children and/or floors…