Todd and I don’t fight very often, but when we do, it really sucks. A couple weeks ago, he got mad because I consistently didn’t know what I was going to make for dinner. On top of that, I was having lunch late because of Ryan’s new nap schedule, so nothing sounded good to eat when Todd would get home from work. And, of course, he would come home starving.
Never deprive your husband of a decent meal. That’s what I learned on that particular day. This isn’t a shocking discovery, just a little forgotten, I guess.
Due to my recent lag in the cooking department, I have decided to try to cook one new meal every week. I must say, I’m very excited for this little adventure. Even though it may not sound like it, I love to cook. Unfortunately, I struggle trying to think of something to make for dinner every night.
Tonight was different. I decided to make soup. Not sure why, but I did. I found some healthy soup recipes online and chose to make Pasta & Bean soup. I journeyed off to the grocery store to get chicken broth, fresh rosemary (you know the ones packaged in the dirt?), turkey sausage, pasta shells, fresh parmesan, spinach, white beans, and diced tomatoes. At home, I already had minced garlic and crushed red pepper flakes. I also had to get Pillsbury Grand rolls because Todd enjoys bread with his meal. Who doesn’t, really?
I got my supplies and headed back home to start cooking. When I was almost done with the soup, Todd called to see what was going on for dinner. I knew he wouldn’t be excited when I said soup and rolls. I don’t think there are too many people out there who would be thrilled to hear those two words as the only items on the dinner menu. I prayed to God that he would be “wowed” by my soup.
Shortly after he came home, dinner was ready. I dished out the soup for each of us, grabbed the rolls and some butter and we were good to go, as I say. Now for the big moment. The true test of my recipe choosing skills. Todd took a bite and said it was the best soup he’s ever had. Of course, my first thought is that he’s joking. Another minute later, he says it again. And again. And again. My husband really is a good liar (kidder, I should say), so at this point I’m still not sure if he likes the soup or not. Silly me.
I thought the soup was very flavorful. The rosemary definitely made the soup. I was also worried we would still be hungry after just having soup for dinner. Amazingly, after going back for seconds, I was super full. Good stuff. And yes, Todd said he wasn’t excited when I told him over the phone we were having soup for dinner, but he acted like it for me. What a guy. He ended up being pleasantly surprised in the end. Yay me!
Anyhow, by the end of the night I could tell he was being serious. He told me to keep the recipe forever and ever. It was the best soup he’s ever had. Maybe this new recipe stuff isn’t so bad after all!