J was starving when he got home last night and was rooting through the cabinets for something to eat. I was very busy preparing a lovely baked ziti for dinner, but he didn’t want to wait. He found a box of frozen pigs in a blanket and his face lit up. This conversation followed the discovery:
J: Can I have these???
Me: No, those are for tomorrow.
Me: Yes, we are having macaroni and cheese with pigs in a blanket.
J: Wow, you are really pulling out all the stops with this cooking thing, huh?
Me: It can’t be gourmet every night.
J: How about just one night?
Me: Ha ha.
We have been eating a lot of takeout and a few weeks ago I promised I would cook more. I just never promised I’d cook well!
I love to bake, but cooking is entirely different and something that I’m spectacularly bad at. However, watching the movie Julie & Julia made me want to run into the kitchen, throw on an apron, high heels and pearls and whip up fabulous gourmet creations. I too was going to be able to cook like Julia Child. For about five minutes I actually believed that. Then I remembered that I would have to do things like de-bone a duck and cook a live lobster…I mean, I don’t even really like lobster…I certainly don’t like it enough to drop it, screaming, into a pot of boiling water while watching it die.
I also remembered that J is an extremely picky eater and won’t eat anything green or anything even slightly exotic. As much as he mocks, macaroni and cheese and pigs in a blanket are right up his alley. So I accept the fact that I’m not a gourmet chef and I will happily go home tonight and eat my mac and cheese with a big smile.