I do not cook.
I just don’t have patience when it comes to kitchen work. I can spend 2 hours hanging pictures “just so”, but the thought of chopping vegetables for 10 minutes has me reaching for the phone to order a pizza.
So it’s a very good thing that I married a man who enjoys cooking, because I think a steady diet of ramen noodles and pizza pops would get old pretty fast.
Wilzie not only enjoys cooking but he is also damn good at it, he is creative and intuitive and is willing to
make me try new things. And as further proof that we are made for each other, as good a cook as Wilzie is, I am an even better taster.* Together, we make some mighty tasty dinners.
Unfortunately, when Wizlie is working weekends, it’s up to me to have dinner ready for when he gets home.
Last weekend we had Kraft Dinner.
But when Wilzie went to work on Sunday morning, I decided to put all those hours I spend on Pinterest endlessly clicking “See More Pins” to good use. There are a bunch of recipes available for lazy cooks like me who want something tasty with little effort – all I had to do was pick one.
The chicken seemed easy enough: per the recipe, I mixed soy sauce, honey, ketchup, olive oil and garlic and dumped some chicken breasts in to marinate. When it came time to bake it, I just chucked it in a baking dish and tossed it in the oven for an hour at 350 (basting the chicken every 15 minutes).
I chopped the beets drenched them in olive oil and wrapped them in tin foil to join the chicken in the oven.
I diced the carrots, piled them into a microwave-safe bowl, drizzled them with honey and put them on a 5 minute fast track.
The potatoes were the most labour-intensive part of the meal:** I par-boiled them, and smashed them with a fork, after adding some butter and cream cheese. Then I spooned out portions on to a greased cookie sheet, flattened them into free-form potato cakes and shoved them into the oven too.
All that was left was to wait for Wilzie to come home.
But when it came time to eat, I realized that I used teriyaki sauce instead of soy sauce for the chicken so the sauce was way too sweet and it seemed more poached than caramelized. The carrots were still mostly raw. And the smashed potato-cakes could’ve used a few more minutes in the oven to crisp up.
But the beets were good!
Yet Wilzie was “Yum”-ing as thought it was truly a gourmet-calibre meal.
And that is just one more reason that I know that Wilzie is my soul mate: after doing nothing more strenuous than converting oxygen into carbon dioxide all day, I can pour some too-sweet sauce over a chicken breast, smash some potatoes and not-quite cook some carrots and, because he loves me, Wilzie not only eats it, but believes it is delicious.
*Even if my most common suggestion is “needs more salt”