In the early days of our relationship, my husband regularly plied me with wonderfully fancy dinners. These days, not so much. Today Mike outdid himself with a delicious dinner of chicken
The chicken was full of melty, herb-enhanced cheese and covered in a golden brown crust – definitely infused with butter. Lots of butter. The beans were out of the freezer but he jazzed them up with fresh bacon crumbles. No one makes better rice pilaf than Mike. I don’t know how he does it. I try to replicate it, but can’t.
The dinner was paired with a Fetzer Gewürztraminer. I, unable to enjoy it because of the medications I take, listened to Mike’s yummmmms after every swallow.
I do appreciate my husband and his many talents. This talent is near the top of the list. Although the after picture in the kitchen wasn’t as pretty, it was worth the time it took to clean up.
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