What’s a little funny about Fridays is that they’re generally a complete letdown. I’m the person who wishes all week for it to be Friday and when Friday evening rolls around, I’m doing nothing note-worthy, thinking, “Why did I want it to be Friday so badly again?” Pathetic, I tell you. Mr. Prevention and I then go on to banter back and forth on what we’ll do for dinner. Do we want to go somewhere new? Stay close or drive a ways? Order take-out? Pop some leftovers in the microwave and call it a night? These, people, are the problems of an adult couple without children. #lame
Last Friday evening, however, I walked in the door to find Mr. Prevention setting up our kitchen island ever so purposefully with a bunch of ingredients and my cookbook open to page 17, Fresh Grilled Salsa – perhaps his most favorite recipe.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“I’m making a video blog. You need to go outside so I can do my thang.” he said. (And yes, he said ‘thang’.)
I was banished to the porch with my laptop and sipped on a beer while he did his thang. I came in to a mess of a kitchen, a salsa that has no resemblance of the one in the cookbook, and these videos. When Mr. Prevention indicates that you should follow the recipe…listen to him. As endearing as these videos are, I do believe he should leave the cooking creativity to…anyone other than himself.
Diabetes Cooking Class today! 😀