What I’m thankful for…
No, seriously. As everyone who follows me on Twitter probably knows, there’s two things with food that I do well: Wear it and burn it. And my husband is even less skilled than I am (when we got married, I showed him how to make toast) and so between the two of us, our dinners would be a constant, stinking hot mess.
But hallelujah! there is spaghetti sauce.
Thanks to that sweet jar of delights — and various other crack-open-and-cook food items — I have absolutely no stress in the kitchen. Days on deadline, days when I’m working 14-16 hours, and the last thing I want to do is spend more than thirty minutes in the kitchen, there is spaghetti sauce. Days when my daughter needs help with her homework and she’s so sweet and I just want to hug her and kiss her all of the time, I do that instead of cook, because there is spaghetti sauce.
I am also grateful for:
Alfredo sauce and cooks-in-seven-minutes pasta
Ore-Ida’s tater tots (although, yeah, I did start a tater-tot fire in the oven.)
Shake-N-Bake
My mother-in-law, at whose house we have dinner every other day, and who makes stuff like this (and, w00t! is what I’m having tonight):
Hyderabadi Biryani (click for recipe)
I’m thankful for Gogurt. Frozen yogurt in a tube is the best thing ever!
There is a quote form sex in the citry where Carrie says “The only thing I’ve ever succesfully made in the kitchen was a mess. And several small fires.” This quote defines my cooking skills as well. Do you set fires in your kitchen? I have, a few times…..
Luckily for me I married a man who cooks. He tried at the beginning of our marriage to teach me to cook, but in the end gave up. He cooks, I clean. It works for us!
The recipe looks great & I am glad I am not making it. I leave the involved cooking to my husband. I think if you have to do it every day, it becomes a grind. Since many days I am gone 10-11 hours the last thing I want to do is cook. I have found the crockpot to be helpful, especially now with the ones that go to warm at the end of 8 hours. I love the dump it in & let it go style.
I love to cook. Unfortunately, there’s no one but the cats to clean up after me, so the kitchen quickly devolved into a disaster area, leaving me grateful for…spaghetti sauce.
=A
oh sweetie… you are so adorable.
you can’t be any worse than my dearly loved irish best friend who thought salsa had to be cooked and was made with ketchup.
Cooking…sometimes I love it, sometimes I hate it.
Sometimes it can even help to relax – after a exchausting day with angry clients – when you can let off steam during hammering Schnitzel or cutting vegatable (fantasy is everything*g*).