Eat THAT!
OK, so I know I should be a little ashamed, and I am (a little): but mostly I'm proud that I managed to choke down the rest of the pint of Phish Food in the 6 hours before Bee returned from his trip. Go me!
I also am inordinately proud that I faced my fear of whine-y criticism and made dinner for Bee again the other night. I had a recipe from Stupid Cooking Light for meatballs, and I've always wanted to learn how to make good, juicy meatballs, so I thought I'd try it out.
Of course, as I started gathering materials to make dinner, Bee became more and more agitated and 'hover-y'. Finally, apparently unable to live another moment without inputting his two cents, Bee asked (very painfully), "Is this recipe from Cooking Light?" To which I replied, "Oh, no; I'm looking it up online." And then promptly tore up my recipe and got on the Internet.
Luckily for all involved, Awesome Former College Roommate gave me access to her Cook's Illustrated online account, whereby I found a meatball recipe that uses buttermilk. And how can you go wrong with buttermilk? AND, despite the fact that Bee spent the entire time looking over my shoulder and fretting, AND despite the fact that only about 6 out of the 15 meatballs stayed in a spherical manner, AND despite the queasy factor resultant when you realize that you're pretty much deep-frying these little puppies . . . THEY WERE AWESOME. Bee was quite impressed.
Not only did we have homemade meatballs, but the spaghetti sauce was homemade, and I even tried homemade whole wheat noodles for myself, which Bee tasted and decided, "I'd eat those." Oh, AND we had a spinach salad with spinach I'd just picked from my gardening class.
Success!
It's so nice when I do something to make Bee eat his words. Because I don't trust a marriage in which you don't at least occasionally say "Nanny nanny poo-poo" to your significant other.
As if killing gardens, burning dinner, destroying doors and getting spray paint everywhere isn't enough, I have a new project in the works that I will tell you all about at the end of the week.
Also, I hope you all are thinking of some great new Cookie-Co-Op names, because the competition is gettin' fierce! I've already received a bunch of amazing suggestions, which have caused me to drop all that I am doing to devote several hours to drawing up little mascots to go along with the possible business names. I'll post some of my doodles on Wednesday.
Remember, see the "First Ever Toxic Housewife Contest!!" page for more info, and e-mail your name ideas or post them in the Comments below!
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| Looks like hell, tastes like heaven! |
I also am inordinately proud that I faced my fear of whine-y criticism and made dinner for Bee again the other night. I had a recipe from Stupid Cooking Light for meatballs, and I've always wanted to learn how to make good, juicy meatballs, so I thought I'd try it out.
Of course, as I started gathering materials to make dinner, Bee became more and more agitated and 'hover-y'. Finally, apparently unable to live another moment without inputting his two cents, Bee asked (very painfully), "Is this recipe from Cooking Light?" To which I replied, "Oh, no; I'm looking it up online." And then promptly tore up my recipe and got on the Internet.
Luckily for all involved, Awesome Former College Roommate gave me access to her Cook's Illustrated online account, whereby I found a meatball recipe that uses buttermilk. And how can you go wrong with buttermilk? AND, despite the fact that Bee spent the entire time looking over my shoulder and fretting, AND despite the fact that only about 6 out of the 15 meatballs stayed in a spherical manner, AND despite the queasy factor resultant when you realize that you're pretty much deep-frying these little puppies . . . THEY WERE AWESOME. Bee was quite impressed.
Not only did we have homemade meatballs, but the spaghetti sauce was homemade, and I even tried homemade whole wheat noodles for myself, which Bee tasted and decided, "I'd eat those." Oh, AND we had a spinach salad with spinach I'd just picked from my gardening class.
Success!
It's so nice when I do something to make Bee eat his words. Because I don't trust a marriage in which you don't at least occasionally say "Nanny nanny poo-poo" to your significant other.
As if killing gardens, burning dinner, destroying doors and getting spray paint everywhere isn't enough, I have a new project in the works that I will tell you all about at the end of the week.
Also, I hope you all are thinking of some great new Cookie-Co-Op names, because the competition is gettin' fierce! I've already received a bunch of amazing suggestions, which have caused me to drop all that I am doing to devote several hours to drawing up little mascots to go along with the possible business names. I'll post some of my doodles on Wednesday.
Remember, see the "First Ever Toxic Housewife Contest!!" page for more info, and e-mail your name ideas or post them in the Comments below!
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