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  • Wednesday, February 28, 2007
    I'm not completely inept
    As anyone who reads regularly knows, my husband is the cook in our house. He does a great job, is adventurous in his cooking, and often pleases all of the famberly with his creations.

    Every now and then, I like to make a go of it myself in the kitchen. Now that I'm done working full time and have a decent school schedule, I told him I will cook on Tuesdays and Thursdays.* He works on those days, and it seems fair. I also can pick the girls up early on those days, and they're fun to plan and cook with.

    Yesterday was the first of my scheduled cooking days. I didn't know what I was going to cook until approx. 11 a.m. that day - which just proves that Beloved and I share zero genetic material. He plans out all the meals on the weekend, and does his shopping all at once. I know that's the right way to do it - but I can't do it that way, and never could. It's part of why I so willingly abdicated the realm of the kitchen to his rule.

    I made a sirloin steak with oven roasted potatoes and fresh green beans. What made the meal a hit was the Tarragon Garlic Sauce. It was drizzled (or rather, plopped) on the steak and potatoes, and seemed to be a hit for the girls as well as Beloved. Today, the sauce served as salad dressing on my steak salad.

    I enjoyed cooking last night - it went well. J. helped by prepping the beans, and I had all my timing right (another reason why I often suck at cooking --- things are NEVER ready at the same time). Beloved did help to assure me that the steak was properly cooked toward the end of the process, but he didn't have to step in and take over (like he has on past occasions).

    I did think, however, that it would have gone great with a glass of wine. Damn.

    *Oftentimes, because Beloved works late on Thursdays, I "cook" by saying to the girls, "who's in the mood for sushi!!??" Or, "hey, let's go to Chef Chow's tonight!" Thereby forcing my darling beloved to fend for himself when he gets home later in the evening. But we always have leftovers, so I know he's fine. Tomorrow is one of these times --- the girls and I are going out for sushi.


    posted by Zuska @ 1:04 PM  
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