A Day in the Life

This is not a drill!  This is not a dry run.  This is for real.

The Mystery Guest Blogger has gone back to work, and I am now officially a house-husband.  If any of my male readers with an overdose of testosterone think this is unmanly of me, I look on it as pay back. I worked for four years when she stopped working, so now its her turn.  (Of course, the real truth is that she is a Registered Nurse and can get a good paying job much easier than I can.)

One of the consequences of my new-found position of “house-husband”  is that I am now trusted with sharp instruments.  I don’t know if I am allowed to use knives because the MGB has a fear of starving, or if she thinks I have become rational enough in recent years to warrant such trust.  At any rate, the meals are not exactly haute cuisine, but neither of us has been sick either.

Yet.

I’ve never been much of a television watcher.  The MGB believes that if there was a problem with our reception and all our TV showed was CNN or The Weather Channel, I probably wouldn’t know anything was broken.  What’s frightening is that I now actually run to the living room to watch “Good Eats” on The Food Network.  Would you believe I actually have my very own three ring binder of recipes?  As I write this, I just returned from the grocery store.  I’ve found that the meal planning is the most difficult part of avoiding starvation.

But, as the MGB can attest, I am very much a rookie when it comes to cooking.  I usually start preparation at 4:00 PM so as to have dinner ready by 7.  Why?  Because it takes me so long to figure things out.  A couple of days ago, we were fixing chicken paprikash together and she told me to “do that while the onions are sautéing.”   I knew better.  Whatever it was she told me do “while the onions are sautéing” actually took me about thirty minutes to do – and by that time, the onions would have been crispy critters.

Now – about that pot roast for Wednesday.  If I could just figure out what a “chuck” is, I’d buy one.

Comments

[Binh]

Oh boy! I can see it coming. You're going to start a mini-series called "house-husband." There won't be sexual intrique in this drama--just a lot sweat and....drama!
Binh

[Miss Kitty]

Chuck roast, you mean? Oh, it'll be labeled right on the package. Or just tell the butcher what you're looking for. Most butchers know that the general public, men and women alike, don't know much about cuts of meat. My stepfather was a butcher for 15 years, and he can vouch for ths.

[Jim Barnes]

Just go to the market and buy two "Hungry Man" dinners and pop em in the oven for thirty five minutes at 350 degrees. Works every time. :) :)

[Russ]

Jim took my line!

[Sam]

MGB, even though I am not an insurance agent, but may be you should increase your cover for the house when Doug spend more time in there!... and just look at 2 top picx: a real angel in white, and a grumpy Mr.Mom in the kitchen. Wooah! what a opposite feeling/mood... HAH!HAH!HAH!!!
Anyway, I feel your "pain" anh Doug - :-)

Sam

[J. Bradford]

DMB...Douglas my Boy! I've been cooking for myself for years, with no ill results. Of course, I had a full head of hair when I started, buuut..I have tons of "Batchelor Recipes" I've been using for years, seriously. Time permitting, I'll copy them and send same. Having a ball w/the new camera!!!! Rachael Ray rocks!!! Meals in 30 minutes! And she is muy caliente'!!!!!