“His house was perfect, whether you liked food, or sleep, or work, or story-telling, or singing, or just sitting and thinking, best, or a pleasant mixture of them all.”
~J.R.R. Tolkien, “The Hobbit”
We keep a happy, cozy house here, especially during wintertime. I like to use the phrase, “the luxuries of a hotel, the comforts of home” to describe it, though it may come off being a little arrogant. If you ever have the opportunity to taste my husband’s cooking, you will not think me too unjustly proud.
Jesse cooks almost every night for us. I am the prep cook and clean-up crew. Sometimes I make simple side dishes. For the most part, every night there is cooking to be done, it is done together. It is a pleasure to observe a skilled cook during the creation process. It also makes you gain about five pounds (currently 125 lbs) from eating the result of such artistry. That’s a small price to pay for a home-cooked meal every night, especially when you’ve grown up barely cooking yourself.
It is little known that I love Indian food. Very often, I enjoy it more than sushi, my fare of choice. Maestro turned me on to it years ago when he would constantly rave about he ate: chicken tikka, vindaloo, curry, kebab, etc. (Side note: the best Indian food, outside of India, is in England. You would kill toddlers for this food. I am not kidding.)
Jesse has recently discovered a new Indian recipe website. The best part about this is that it’s designed for two-person servings, as the lady is cooking for herself and her husband. Technically, some of them serve two people twice, but usually when we have a dinner, he takes some the next day for lunch. It is so refreshing to see a food website that doesn’t assume just because you’re married, you’ve got children, or two spare wives, for that matter. He made this for us tonight and it was excellent. Very authentic-tasting, and I highly recommend you try it if you’re in the mood to do so.
“I was 32 when I started cooking; up until then, I just ate.”