As I was talking to a neighbor recently about my new job, I told him one of the things I was most excited about was that Kristen wouldn't have to keep working two jobs, and that "it will be nice to have her home for dinner." Afterwords, as I thought about what I said (and how I said it), I realized I probably sounded like this guy:
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Of course, I really enjoy cooking. So, aside from Kristen's good company, I am excited to have someone around who appreciates the things I cook. Dining with Eddie just isn't the same. Given his limited diet, my culinary prowess has been reduced to melting cheese on bread or noodles.
4 comments:
Perhaps she can keep the two jobs AND start giving cooking lessons? Just a thought.
Maybe I am selling Eddie short. Just last night he was experimenting with a radical new flavor combination: Peanut Butter Cap'n Crunch and ranch dressing.
I know what you mean when Cam's out of town I pretty much just make quesadilla's.
You know what I would like for my first weeknight dinner at home in 3 months? A nice cheese quesadilla... Yum.
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