Who would have thought. Really. I never loved to cook in college. More like I never actually did cook in college. Maybe in some ways, I was kind of intimidated of it; or just afraid to stray away from my basic foods: salads, wraps, cottage cheese, crackers, certain cereals. I know, super boring right? I have never been afraid to taste strange or new foods, but I guess I never truly had the ambition to cook.
I. love. cooking. lately.
It makes me think of President Uchtdorf's talk about the satisfaction and richness that comes out of creating anything: art, gardens, space, food. I certainly don't sew. I wish I could paint. And I have never experienced my own garden yet. But I cook. And the husband is purring over it all.
This was a delightful dish. Chicken satay with a creamy peanut sauce. And Jon and I both want to remember it. Oh he is so cute, he was freaking out the entire time. Bet you didn't know that humans could PURR did you? So to the blog it goes I suppose.
He loved it so much that when I started cleaning up he pulled me away from the kitchen and insisted I DESERVE a break. He wouldn't have me on my feet any longer. Now I KNOW that this is one of his favorites. He doesn't generally clean up alone. ;-)
But for the first time in my life, I would like to publicly thank the man I once nannied for from August 2009 to January 2010. He is the catalyst of what I never thought would come: a true love for creating tasty meals. Sheesh that man was one tough critic! But now, my kitchen is becoming my outlet for my creations. And my husband is happier than ever.
It's just kind of hilarious how marriage has changed me. I used to be a bit stubborn about the whole cooking thing...
