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Santa was good to the staff of My Husband Hates Veggies this year, bringing us oodles of new items to have fun with in the kitchen. Some of the highlights:
New cookbooks! Every kitchen needs a Joy of Cooking, and I am thrilled to now have the latest, 75th anniversary edition.
Also, this fantastic Party Foods cookbook, with amazing glossy paged photographs that accompany each and every recipe.
Tater Mitts! It doesn’t get much better than “As Seen On TV”, folks. TV has never lied to us before, so we took TV’s word for it that these Tater Mitts would allow us to easily and happily peel a potato in less than 8 seconds.
Alas, like any brightly colored, shiny wrapped gift, not all items are as perfect as they might seem…
Last week, I took my first stab at Oatmeal Chocolate Chunk Cookies, and the reviews were lukewarm…
“I kinda like them, because they have very little sweetness. Or flavor.” – My Boss
“I think all they need is more chocolate. And more cinnamon. Definitely more sugar. And maybe more oats.” – My Friend
“Blandsville” – My Husband
Maybe searching the interwebs until I had found a recipe that contained items I had in my pantry at 10 pm on a Sunday night wasn’t the best way to start, particularly since I wanted to find a recipe that was Holiday-gift worthy. Clearly, something needed to be done.
In my opinion, there are some foods that are so similar, that it only stands to reason – if you like one, chances are you are gonna like the other.
Like lobster and shrimp. Apples and pears. One shape of pasta or another shape of pasta. Sweet potatoes and butternut squash.
But not my husband, oh no. He loves him some lobster, but shrimp must be fried or masked in a lemony, buttery sauce. He’ll happily eat an apple slice with a hunk of cheddar cheese, but the crisp and lovely pear slices on the same platter will go ignored. He adores pasta, but if I make fusilli, he will push it around in his bowl until inquiring “Why didn’t you make farfalle?” And last but not least, while the man has grown to love nearly every pie, mash, soup or stew you can make out of a sweet potato, he recoils in disgust at the mere mention of eating butternut squash.
Until now…
