While I like going out to eat for the whole "not having to prep a meal and clean" experience, I can't say that I'd want a personal chef.
I take some pleasure in cooking, and a lot of pride in peoples' reactions to whatever I create. I especially care about Husband's opinion because, well, he's Husband, but also because he claimed to hate food/eating when we met. I literally made him eat those words.
I'm not going to claim I'm some incredible kitchen goddess, sweeping the lands with deliciousness, but I'm learning. I know what I like, and I know what Husband likes; with that in mind, and my unlimited resourcefulness, one day I may very well be "chef" caliber.
Monday, May 5, 2014
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