Thursday, January 8, 2009
Compliments of the Chef
Tommie and I have known each other for 100 years (give or take) and when we met we were so young I don’t think we knew how to turn on an oven let alone cook a meal. I always wanted a guy in my life who could cook and I’m happy to report Tommie’s doing his part. He says I don’t give him enough credit though and it’s not because I don’t think his cooking is good…it’s because I just don’t give out compliments willy-nilly…well truthfully, I don’t really give them out at all. My Dad and I are alike in that way. We both say that when we think someone looks nice or when they cook something yummy we think it in our heads, we just don’t say it out loud. This drives my Mom and Tommie crazy. See, as I’m eating the food I’m thinking, “Mmmm, scrumptious,” and I assume that by my eating it the chef knows that I think it’s good. I’m just not that expressive or enthusiastic by nature (remember the MTV cartoon “Daria?”). I think it’s better to be selective with compliments lest people expect them too often. But I’ll throw Tommie a bone today (I must not be feeling well) since he did cook a good recipe from Sam the Cooking Guy: Buffalo Chicken Pizza. Yes, it was scrumptious—and Maya agreed (those are her shiny eyeballs lurking behind the pizza in the photo above).