When Adam and I first got married, I couldn't cook. I don't mean...it was hard to make a full sit down dinner...I mean, I couldn't even make spaghetti. I had this gift of making something taste raw and burnt at the same time. I tried (oh how I tried) but it wasn't atypical to smoke our little apartment out or even start a fire. Seriously. "Stop, Drop and Roll" became our new mantra.
He was in the Air Force and had orders to deploy to the Middle East after 9/11. I resorted to eating take out or cereal while he was gone. Then something happened.
When he came home, he had orders to move to Sheppard Air Force Base in Wichita Falls, Texas. When we got there, we didn't know a soul. I found a good job but when I came home and he had a night flight, I discovered this new world called the "Food Network Channel".
Paula Deen and Rachael Ray quickly became my new best friends as I grew mesmerized at the delicious meals they would prepare. Watching episode after episode, I decided to give cooking another try.
Within a few months, Adam would come home and smile at the smell of dinner instead of worry and wonder what it might taste like.
I've loved cooking ever since and take comfort in the kitchen almost to the point where it's therapeutic.
This week though, I was reminded of our early days. Catching a recipe on a morning show that looked good and simple, I decided to give it a go. It was pork chops and brown rice with onions. Rarely making anything with pork chops or rice, I thought it would be a good change of pace.
hmph.
Disaster. The pork chops were as tough as leather and the rice was hard and crunchy. It was kind of like trying to eat a shoe with little brown rocks.
Feeding a young 20 something, starving husband verses feeding four hungry children is a whole different thing.
"Mom? What IS this?"
Adam put his head down to hide his laugh.
Choking down what we could, we finally resorted to peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
It's been a long time since I've hung out with Rachael or Paula. Maybe this weekend we should catch up.
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He was in the Air Force and had orders to deploy to the Middle East after 9/11. I resorted to eating take out or cereal while he was gone. Then something happened.
When he came home, he had orders to move to Sheppard Air Force Base in Wichita Falls, Texas. When we got there, we didn't know a soul. I found a good job but when I came home and he had a night flight, I discovered this new world called the "Food Network Channel".
Paula Deen and Rachael Ray quickly became my new best friends as I grew mesmerized at the delicious meals they would prepare. Watching episode after episode, I decided to give cooking another try.
Within a few months, Adam would come home and smile at the smell of dinner instead of worry and wonder what it might taste like.
I've loved cooking ever since and take comfort in the kitchen almost to the point where it's therapeutic.
This week though, I was reminded of our early days. Catching a recipe on a morning show that looked good and simple, I decided to give it a go. It was pork chops and brown rice with onions. Rarely making anything with pork chops or rice, I thought it would be a good change of pace.
hmph.
Disaster. The pork chops were as tough as leather and the rice was hard and crunchy. It was kind of like trying to eat a shoe with little brown rocks.
Feeding a young 20 something, starving husband verses feeding four hungry children is a whole different thing.
"Mom? What IS this?"
Adam put his head down to hide his laugh.
Choking down what we could, we finally resorted to peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
It's been a long time since I've hung out with Rachael or Paula. Maybe this weekend we should catch up.
If you like our little blog, Please click the picture of this Mama for a Vote! Thank You!
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