Was this an omen?
I haven’t cooked dinner in two months. TWO MONTHS!! The glorious hubby that is mine has made dinner for us nearly every single night since December. He comes home and his creative juices spark in the kitchen. I’m mostly serious when I tell him he needs to try out for The Next Food Network Star. He is really good at cooking. He never uses a recipe, and he rarely makes the same thing twice. And I? I get to sit back and inhale the aroma wafting into the living room. I get to spend all of 2 minutes setting the table. I get to plunge my fork into a tender pork roll, or a tangy stir fry or a crusted halibut. The meal made even tastier by the fact that I didn’t spend any time making it.
Tonight, for the first time in a long time though, I made dinner. Hubby asked me to make one of our favorite casserole’s and I did. I know the recipe by heart, it’s easy and tasty and quick. As I sat down to this first of dinner’s I had made in so long a time, I placed a forkful of casserole into my mouth…
…and gagged.
It tasted awful. My oldest son who usually loves this meal said in a very matter of fact tone, “Dis tastes really bad!”
At first I thought I had lost my ability to even follow a recipe correctly. Thoughts of, “I’m not a bad cook!” “I follow recipes well and make many tasty things!” “I’ve never made anything gross in my life unless it started with gross ingredients!” flew through my head.
Then I remembered. I remembered that I had used a different brand of Cream of Chicken soup. A new brand. A cheap brand. I went and smelled the can, tasted a little bit on the rim.
YUCK!!!!
It wasn’t me. It was just some really bad tasting Cream of Chicken Soup that made the difference. All was well again. But I’ll take it as an omen anyway. As long as he loves to do it, I’ll leave the cooking to my husband.









I will use a lot of generic brands with no problems, but I will not use cheap/generic condensed soup! It’s got to be C*mpbells. There is such a difference.
I’d totally say it was an omen - to sit back and enjoy the hubster’s cuisine. I thinks it’s much more fun to play the part of adoring fan than that of the chef, but that’s just me.
Oh Summer, this made me laugh. Well, my husband is like yours, and I have learned just about everything I know in the kitchen from him. So I know where you’re coming from and therefore I tell you, YES THIS IS SOOOOO AN OMEN! KEEP RELAXING!!! :)
PS, forgot to say earlier I love the new look. I wish it came in a bedspread :)
I won’t rant about how lucky you are, because a) you already know and b) soooo many other gals are going to. I’ve learned the buying-the-wrong-soup lesson before though - nasty!
Yay for husbands making dinner! Though I think I’d miss making dinner if my husband did it all the time. I like trying new recipes too much.
what a lucky duck you are to have a hubby who enjoys cooking. paul does it when i don’t want to, but for the most part i am fine doing it..plus i do a weekly dinner swap with three of my friends so i don’t really cook much. so i guess this comment was kind of pointless.
Wow. I didn’t realize that it would make so much of a difference! I’ll think twice next time!
Oooooh, I can feel my stomach churning, just thinking about stinking, rotten food… Excuse me, please. I need to find a restroom.
You hadn’t cooked dinner in two months? That is amazing, you are more than lucky and blessed :) !!
There are definitely some store brands we will not every buy.
Yes, most things I want cheap, but some things just can’t be substituted. Unfortuately, experience is much of the time the only way of discovering this! LOL, it’s happened to us all.
I WISH my husband would cook. Sigh.
I love the look of your blog! And I wish that my hubby would cook more :)
Two months of someone else cooking! Heaven. Pure bliss!!! He’s a keeper!