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Written by foodie pam
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Tuesday, 03 October 2006 |
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Husband and I love to cook. That's obvious the minute you look at our newly renovated kitchen with its large center island (or continent as Husband calls it), multiple sinks, multiple fridges, and abundant counter surfaces and storage spaces. But sometimes cooking with ones spouse can cause you to wonder well off the love path. Now I must admit these days, after 10+ years of marriage I'm pretty clear on what I'm getting into when we embark on cooking a meal or meals together. But when we first got married it was a different story and one I'm sure many of you - both male and female - can relate to. I'm organized, probably overly organized, so when I cook I prep out all of the ingredients before cooking/assembling. As I make dishes and messes I take care of them either by washing (rarely) or more likely by putting them in the dishwasher. So by the time I get something in the oven or simmering on the stove I do not have a whole lot left to do other than enjoy a glass of wine. Husband has adapted many of these traits but one which I just don't see a solution to is the mess factor. I think he just gravitates to messy dishes or I subconsciously don't choose those types of dishes. It seems that whenever he cooks the kitchen needs to be hosed down. Take the recent adventures in (attempting) to cook home made Tortillas - detailed here and here. Clearly, flour is a primary ingredient in Tortillas. So even before we started I could almost picture flour pasted all over the counter and the floor. But, of course, I wasn't fully prepared for what was to happen. Remember that newly renovated kitchen? Well, as with many kitchens now days, our kitchen has display shelves for "showcasing items". So after Husband was done with the Tortillas and I went to clean-up I found flour not only on every counter and pasted to the floor but it was also on the faces of several cabinets, deep back on our display shelves and even on the upper shelves (the later resulting from filling the flour canister and "poofing the bag"!). And the Tortillas didn't even come out well! Sigh - it’s a good thing he is really a doll and the vast majority of his meals are awesome! So at least now I have my expectations adjusted for the next Spouse cooking adventure...
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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 03 October 2006 )
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