He may whip up a little afternoon brunch on our day off. Cranberry beans, corn, hericot verts and croutons, all topped with a poached egg and served with a rose out on our patio.
For dinner, it might be scallops and lightly deep fried vegetables with an eggplant puree. (This was in the summer, of course)
...and food is his medium.
He's not always so fancy.... Cooking for my family while visiting in Portland.
His fried chicken and potato salad we bring with us to Dodger stadium is STOOPID! (That's a good thing)
He makes desserts too.. (of COURSE he made the biscuits from scratch. Thanks mom!)
This is a typical scene in our kitchen: pots a'bubblin away on the stove, the rear one is chicken stock that we freeze into ice cube trays then throw the cubes into whatever we need it for, salmon we got from the seafood market down the street, a chantrelle mushroom waiting to be sliced... it always smells SO GOOD!!!
This is the result:
So I've done all my bragging for now. I'm just so proud of his talent and his passion and feel blessed he shares his knowledge (and meals!) with me. He's also pretty darn cute..