No. This is not me. In case you were wondering.
It’s okay, we can talk about it – it’s not a secret.
My husband’s in the middle of a six-day karate seminar, so I’ve been messing about in his kitchen since Thursday.
I’m pretty sure, even as I write this, that he’s focusing extra hard on all his kicks and punches right now just so he doesn’t have to face the abject terror that fills him when he lets the image of me messing about in his kitchen come to mind.
He can relax, though. Even though I had all these great ideas about actually attempting a recipe or three, it’s now Sunday morning and I’ve only made omelets (twice), scrambled eggs (once) and sunny-side up eggs (once).
(Yes, I have this “egg” theme going here.)
And yes, ramen noodles. With a whole lot of “stuff” thrown in. Oh, and a couple of cans of chicken noodle soup.
Plus, we’ve had dinner out. Twice.
It works for me.
I’ll be glad when Wednesday finally rolls around, though.
For more food-related posts by various bloggers, make sure to check out Weekend Cooking, hosted every weekend at Beth Fish Reads.