What - How- Shall We Cook?

My husband and I both like to cook. The only problem is we do things, just about, completely opposite of each other! Mike, my hubby, will get into the kitchen and will have a meal cooked, while I'm still thinking about cooking. He is quick-I'm slow. He cooks fast with high temperature- I cook slowly with low temperatures. He likes to use oil, flour and sugar,- I refrain from oil, flour and sugar.

When Dad's in the kitchen, the smoke flies... Both figuratively and literally! And I dare not say a thing! I can't even sigh or use any body language, or I'll get a quipped comment about telling him how to cook. My daughter and I are always giving each other the eye about Dad's methods. When Dad's not looking, we turn up our noses at the greasy stuff, and cringe over the burnt spots, but we quietly eat what is set before us. We keep paper towels ready to sop up the grease, and catchup ready to cover the burnt spots.

It's common knowledge at our house, if you are famished, have Dad cook; he'll have a meal ready in no time. Nevertheless, if you don't mind waiting, ask Mom...

Don't get me wrong, my husband can come up with some good tasty meals. Also, let me be fair: not all of his meals are greasy or burnt, most of his cooking is quite good. As a matter of fact, I have had quiet a few burnt sacrifices on my own. Especially since I like to cook slowly: I walk away, get distracted, or forget what I'm doing, and then things get overcooked or burnt. Truth be told, I probably lead the tally on burnt food. After all, I do most of the cooking and I've been doing it for over thirty years

TEAM WORK

There are rare occasions when my husband and I cook together, and actually compromise. Usually though, if we are in the kitchen together, we are just peaceably doing what the other demands, and keep our suggestions to ourselves--that's the joy of 30 years of marriage!



That said.... let's get cooking....