On my 26th birthday, my husband gave me a handmade card that listed 26 things he loves about me (very romantic, I know). 26 things for 26 years. He said all kinds of sweet things like "You have patience that seems to never dwindle," "you are a brilliant and talented writer destined to multiple publications," "You are adventurous," and "You draw people towards you" (oh, and "you are really good at Boggle" - let's not forget that one). I couldn't help but laugh when I read #12 "You have become a terrific chef."
Of course, I teased my husband about the "have become" part because it was fairly obvious what that phrase didn't say (ex. "you are and have always been..."). Nope. It said, "you have become..." That actually is a very fair statement and I took that compliment with grace and giggles.
I never was a bad cook, per se. I just didn't know much about cooking when we got married. I admit that I was a bit bewildered by even little things like how to dice an onion or how to use a food processor. Things have gotten much better since then. I can whip up chicken enchiladas, beef stew, twice baked potatoes, angelhair pasta with basil and avocado, and roasted chicken and artichokes like nobody's business.
Now, my primary cooking fiascos are due to the fact that I lack time, not talent. It's a bit difficult to create a masterpiece (or even a full meal) with a rambunctious toddler vying for my attention.
That's why this weekend is all about quick and easy cooking in the kitchen. I actually like cooking and I feel pretty comfortable in the kitchen now and apparently I'm a "terrific chef" (or at least my husband thinks so). Now, the key is figuring out how to become a time-savvy chef...