The Way to a Man’s Heart: Beer
I am not a big fan of cooking so when I decided to make a downhome Southern style dinner last night of comfort foods in celebration of fall, summer heat be damned, I knew the hubby would be tickled, to say the least. He is the master chef of Casa Blonde Mom Blog.
I made meatloaf seasoned with a dash of beer, onion, green pepper, and tasty bread crumbs from an onion roll, an awesome creamy macaroni and cheese recipe from Southern Living, and turnip greens stew. Now the turnip greens stew is made from frozen greens, but for me this meal was the equivalent of a big freakin’ deal.
I made everything but a dessert. Just as well, as the macaroni and cheese probably has 9,000 fat grams. But oh is it foodgasmic.
The hubby came in from work shortly after 6 and I had dinner ready and the dishwasher was whirring in the background. Of course to accomplish this dynamic feat of domesticity, the girls were plopped in front of the TV as a distraction. Hey, something’s got to give if I’m going to channel Martha Stewart on a weekday.
“So, would you just explode with joy if I’d also made dessert, like homemade apple pie?” I asked, knowing he was thrilled to see dinner ready for a change, instead of the grill pre-lit with nothing on it.
“Well, you know I’m not big on sweets,” responded the hubby. “I mean…I like beer.”
