Wednesday, August 27, 2014

When the Husband Cooks

I have some friends whose husbands do all the cooking and I think they're as lucky as jackpot lottery winners.  It's not that I don't like to cook, I do - but if you multiply all the days of my adult life by three that's a lot of meals, even if you factor in all times we've eaten out. The point is, it's nice to have a break once in a while.

Last evening was one of those nights.  Jerry made us a fantastic supper while I was downstairs fiddling around with technology.  Okay, I was goofing around on Pinterest, but you knew that, didn't you?

After eating, I did a quick kitchen clean up.  Jerry can cook with minimal mess.  It's part of his mystique.  Whereas I routinely use every pot, pan and utensil at my disposal, he seems to be able to whip up a gourmet meal using only a salad fork and a toothpick.  It's actually a pleasure to wash dishes after he's cooked because there aren't many so progress is rapid. That's a plus when you have the limited attention span that I do.

But lest you think my husband is always a godsend in the kitchen, let me set the record straight.  During the night, I wandered out to the kitchen to get a glass of water.  That's when I noticed a greasy skillet on top of the refrigerator.

I'll never understand the male mind.










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6 comments:

Pamela Nastase said...

Oh, that is TOO funny. And very much like Jay. God bless our men!

Connie Strnat said...

Hahaha! And knowing Jerry, there's a perfectly "logical" explaination :)

Cindy Preston said...

Love it! Dave would do that to 'save the oil' for eggs in the morning, or some such thing! Guys!

Swimming Upstream said...

Ewww...

Swimming Upstream said...

Amen!

Swimming Upstream said...

If there isn't, he'll make one up!