Sometimes, when Husband is overworked and cranky and tired and not feeling well, he starts getting concerned that he is not a good husband. That if he has to work late, or work after he comes home, that he is not fulfilling his husbandly duties by keeping me entertained - or something.
So I gave him this little speech about how one of the nice things about marriage is that we work as a partnership, and one of us can take care of things while the other is working or being sick or whatever. And pointed out that he does this for me all the time (i.e. every morning, when I lose all ability to think and manipulate objects).
So while he was working, I made dinner.
Result: High on taste, low on technique.
One of the downsides to having spent so much time cooking with Husband... I'm seriously out of practice for the stuff that is generally his job. No wonder I always make tacos when he is out of town....
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