I got a little flack from my last blog
post because I mentioned that I “get” to cook dinner this week.
Actually I requested to be allowed to cook this week, not that I got
any fight about it. My husband is an excellent cook, and lately he
has been doing most of the cooking. When we first got together we
made a deal that I would cook Monday thru Friday, and he would cook
on the weekends. It worked out well then because he was working away
from home during the week, and I wasn't. Over the years things have
changed, the arrangement has pretty much become a matter of whether
or not there is fresh meat in the refrigerator. If there is, he
cooks, if not, then I cook. He does a much better job of cooking
meat as a “slab”, whether its steak, or pork chops, or chicken
breasts, I on the other hand, usually only cook meat cut up into bite
sized pieces and mixed in with other stuff. I am the “Queen of one
pan dinners”, although I usually use several to cook the meal, it
all ends up in one pan in the end. Since my husband the boys prefer
their meat “unadulterated” by other foods, he ends up doing most
of the cooking. Unless of course he just doesn't feel like it, then
I either cook, or order pizza. It works out pretty well for me, most
of the time, but this week I have plans.
I made the ham today, which was served
by the slice, not mixed with anything this time, but the leftovers
will be used in Fried Rice and my American Stir Fry later this week
(as well as at least one “breakfast” of fried eggs and ham!
Yummy). Tomorrow I am making chicken soup. It is not my husband's
favorite, so it has been probably more than a year since I have made
it, but I have been craving it for weeks now, and I finally have the
celery to make it with so that's up next. I was going to make a
different loaf of bread to go with it, but the rolls I made today
were so delicious that I think they will work fine with the soup. I
would love to make my tuna casserole too, but I know the boys won't
eat that at all, so I probably won't get that far.
Its funny how different things can
become. Ten years ago I would have never dreamed of wanting to cook
dinner when I didn't have to. But before I met my husband there was
seldom a time in my life when I didn't have to cook dinner. Maybe if
we went out for hamburgers or ordered pizza once a month or so, but
for a long time even that wasn't an option. There were a few times
when I was single that my kids did get to eat cold cereal or popcorn
and fruit for dinner, but it wasn't very often. I don't really mind
cooking, except when I am sick, but it has never been something I
enjoyed, mostly because I don't enjoy eating I think. But now I know
if I ever want to eat certain things again, I have to cook them
myself, so I am looking forward to my adventures in the kitchen this
week, and I hope you all will join me as well!
Here is a little bonus recipe from
today's adventure, its not vintage, but it was pretty darn tasty for
desert!
Chocolate Cream Pie
Chocolate Crumb Pie Crust
1 1/3 c. chocolate cookie crumbs,
ground fine in the blender
1/3 c. sugar
1/3 c. butter, melted
Combine ingredients and mix well.
Press into bottom and up the sides of pie pan, using the back of a
spoon to pack firmly. Bake at 375 degrees for 10 minutes Let cool.
Fill cooled pie crust half way up with
white chocolate pudding (I use instant), refrigerate 5 minutes. Top
with chocolate fudge pudding just to the top of the crust.
Refrigerate at least 15 minutes, top with whipped cream before
serving.
You can use a purchased chocolate crumb
pie crust instead of making the crust, I just happened to have some
failed cookies that turned into a crumbly mess that I knew would work
really good for the crust.
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