I say on my “About Me” page that I am a non-cook and that, likely, you’ll never see food or recipes on this blog. Well… I kinda lied.
It’s true. My husband does 98% of the cooking in our house. He’s very good at it. He likes to do it. Me, well… cooking does NOT interest me. My 2% accounts for those times when Lo is out of town on business and I have NO choice. On those occasions, I boil up a pot of Kraft Dinner or “prepare” a can of baked beans. Admittedly, I’m not the best at cooking. For example, just the other day I was supposed to steam some broccoli for dinner. Unfortunately, I forgot that most vital of ingredients: steam. So the broccoli florets came out on the somewhat brownish side. Most un-delicious. Oh yes, we did eat them. I was NOT about to re-cook them or throw them out, no no… But this explains why he cooks. The kitchen is his domain. And I, the hungry recipient of all he conjures up therein.
Yesterday however, I felt Lo deserved a break. He’s so good to me you know. He’s amazing. And I wanted to surprise him, reward him, show him I appreciate him etc, etc… So yesterday, New York Times Cookbook firmly in hand, I prepared dinner. I made quiche Lorraine with a homemade crust, along with a green salad à la michèle.
For the salad I used whatever was in the fridge and cupboard: Boston lettuce, half a sliced apple, a chopped carrot, a handful of pistachios, a few raisins. For my dressing, I vigourously mixed 1 part Miracle Whip with 1 part honey.
And I don’t know. For some reason, I make a mean pie-crust. I can’t boil water to save my life but I can whip up a pie-crust that would do Julie and Julia proud. Figure that… And the filling part of quiche is child’s play. If you can read, you can make quiche. Luckily, I CAN read.
It was… dare I say it… an egg-cellent meal! Both salad and quiche were YUM-Meeee. Lo was very grateful for the break and rewarded me with that super-wide smile of his. And I was proud of myself for venturing into the kitchen. Probably I should go in there more often, eh?… Probably.
So my point is this: you may see cooking on this blog once in a blue moon. Sorry I misled you. Can you ever forgive me?… I sure hope so.
I also hope you have yourself a great day. I’ll see you again soon!