"I was thinking about trying to make one of those omelets," he answered.
So, we washed up and went to the kitchen to begin chopping and prepping for our culinary adventure. I sauteed the onion and bell pepper while Paul whisked eggs and grated cheese. We pulled out butter, salsa (yes, the Paul Newman black bean variety!), salt, and pepper. We pre-heated our pan. And then Paul stepped up to the cooktop, ingredients poised on the flanking coutertops, and took the roll of lead chef!
He greased the pan and ladled in the eggs, just like he had seen on TV. All the while we joked back and forth in our best Julia impressions: "Oh, and doesn't that look delicious!" At one point I called him Paul Child, and then laughed as I remembered that actually was the name of Julia's husband! It was messy fun. And you know what? It DID turn out delicious!
It seems that Julia really did know what she was talking about :)
2 comments:
Any day a husband cooks is a good day! One question begs to be asked...did he clean up the kitchen afterwards? ;)
No! But it was yummy and oh so worth it :)
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