…any longer.
After I wowed my boyfriend at Easter with stuffed pork tenderloin and tonight with twice-baked potato casserole, he’s no longer taking my excuses that I can’t cook. The ER staff loves my pumpkin cherry cashew bars and chocolate cherry cake. Grama wolfed down the spaghetti pie. The kids like my smoothies.
And, I can’t say I don’t like to cook anymore. I finally bought a Magic Bullet blender system that I used four times today and love. I have cool utensils I actually use. I have gourmet stuff, like flexible cutting boards and mini-ice cream scoops. I know enough to make a frosting bag out of a Ziploc. I can make substitutions.
On a totally unrelated note, I’ve wanted to try making my own stepping stones forever. I think the boyfriend’s kids will think this is cool.
3 responses so far ↓
loyalis // April 12, 2008 at 3:13 am
Kimberly,
Might want to check your HTML settings on that post
kdwells // April 12, 2008 at 3:16 am
What you talkin’ ’bout, Joe?
bdkz // April 12, 2008 at 3:31 am
My idea of cooking is making a grilled cheese sandwich with a toaster and a microwave. Thankd God my mom lives with my husband and I and she loves to cook!