Thursday, August 23, 2007


This question seemed to be the only conversation that my wife and I would have every night when I came home. It would then be followed up with the following roll call of choices. McDonalds, Burger King, Winsteads, Wendys, Applebees curbside and Taco Bell. So for the past 11 years I have had a hamburger every weeknight for dinner. My wife has some challenges in the Kitchen (she once had to call someone to figure out how to make instant rice) and I knew this going into the deal but assumed that with a little practice that she might actually get a little better.

Another problem that we have is that I like my food to have flavor while my wife likes bland foods. She will not eat a cut up vegetables. If we go out to dinner you can look down at her plate and see a pile of ingredients sitting on her plate that she has expertly picked out of the food. I don't even notice this act anymore it is a rapid fluid motion a lot like a hummingbird feeding and can only be seen in slow motion.

All of this changed about a month ago when I came home and smelt actual food cooking inside our kitchen. At first I thought my kids had fired up there easy bake oven but it wasn't, there was an actual meal being prepared in my kitchen. I was excited but in the back of my head the Lasagna incident of 1996 cautioned me. At this point I didn't care what it was as long as I didn't have to hear the question "what is for dinner?" and eat another fast food hamburger. Dinner was served and on my plate was a Jambalaya with sausage and cut up vegetables. It was incredible. So for the last month I have enjoyed a nice variety of meals cooked in my kitchen by my wife and I would like to take this time to thank the very special person that made this possible.