That has to be the 'quote of the week' for me - no, quite probably the month! These words were uttered to me late yesterday afternoon by Anth and the moment he said them I knew that I had to share them with you. I'm still laughing at his reply, and wish that you could hear how he said the words in his sweet New-Zealandy-accent-sort-of-way.
It all started about 2 weeks ago when Anth became inspired by Jamie Oliver (the British chef) and decided he wanted to buy this book and do some recipes from it.
[note the grotty, brown cabinet it is sitting on - but more about that soon.]
I certainly wasn't complaining given my total aversion to spending time in the kitchen. So his Jamie journey began.
I photocopied the page at his request where it lists all of the essential store cupboard ingredients and he ticked the ones we needed to get. He is gradually working through each recipe - we had Pasta Week last week and this week it is Meat week.
It has been so lovely for me not to have to cook (the best gift you could give me). Well, it isn't actually just the cooking is it? It's the thinking of a meal that most of the family will like and doesn't cost too much; shopping for it; bringing it home; putting it away; preparing it; cooking it and then washing up after it. He has been making some lovely things but the kitchen looks like a bomb has hit it afterwards much to the dismay of whoever's turn it is to do the dishes.
So, we came to yesterday afternoon. He had had a busy day and wasn't going to get home until 7.30pm.
"Look Anty, I don't expect you to cook tonight, that's just ridiculous, I'll do it (thinking I've got some buy-one-get-one-free, frozen fishy things..(yeah, I push out the boat don't I?!)
"..ahh but I have got some pork in my briefcase, Jane"
Well, apart from roaring with laughter I was lost for words for a minute.
"How have you got pork in your briefcase?" I enquired.
He had actually done the very thing I often point out to him about working mothers. He had gone grocery shopping in his lunch break. Most mothers I know will use that time to run errands for their families and yesterday, he had joined their ranks. I love that man.
So what happened last night? I duly shoved my frozen fishy things and some frozen chips into the oven and went off to pot up another Geum, hoover the sitting room and water the garden and play a quick game of 'Flight Control' (my new obsession - it's absolutely fantastic! My top score is 62!! How that happened I don't know as I can't get above 32 now.) on my iphone.
When I returned to the kitchen most of the chips were so brown and crunchy they were inedible. I tried to cover them with peas and the fishy things which had shrunk to the size of a small Mars Bar. Perhaps the pork in his briefcase would have been a better option after all!
