Steve's been hinting that he'd like me to take up the reins and start cooking again every day.
I have started cooking Sunday roast as I lost patience with Steve's attempts. A joint is far too expensive to waste by ignoring the cooking instructions and then sobbing as the meat is still raw at midnight, I like to eat by 6 o'clock at the latest and not at 10:30 at night.
This week I sliced the remains of the beef joint and have frozen it for another Sunday. All the small pieces I turned into a beef stew.
I've ordered a couple of glass dishes with plastic lids, if they are ok I'll order a couple more. Once these arrive the plan is to make cottage pie, my way! When my children were small and money was tight I used to add onion, grated carrots, frozen peas, oats and lentils to stretch a small amount of mince into a large cottage pie. Due to Steve's food issues I stopped adding things to my cottage pie. Hopefully I can now get back to my way of cooking even though I know Steve won't eat it.
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That cottage pie sounds wonderful and incredibly healthy.
I love violets and seeing spring flowers always makes me smile. Please pass on gentle scritches to Beano.
Take care after your fall - the superstition is that your soul shakes a little loose after a fall and it can take time to settle.
Your food always sounds yummy so I think you know what you are doing! :)
I always catered for my dearly beloved 30 odd years - but after I was accused of trying to poison him and his mother's interference (who was a c**p cook anyway) - I no longer cook for him unless - He is ill and I then offer - He too suggested I restart - I refused because I could see trouble ahead - I prefer cooking for myself and my dogs who never complain x
I cook separately for myself because we prefer different meals but I don't mind cooking something that we both enjoy every now and then.
I have decided to cook the healthy meals I want, and at regular times, and if DH isn’t here he can do his own food.
I am fed up of shopping and cooking when he forgets to tell me he will be out, wants his meal early or will be late, or is having a buffet supper at bowls, or a meal out with a friend.
I give him a five minute warning, yet he wanders off to the bathroom when the meal is ready and served.
I shall make a sign, “Your Dinner is in the Dog!”
What is it with men?
My husband sees me cooking his eggs and wanders off into
The gardens,or orchard.
He shows up to a cold breakfast and doesn't understand why I get annoyed.
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