I don’t enjoy cooking. I really wish I did since it’s sort of necessary for survival, but I don’t. Some relationships have two people that love cooking – great for them. Some relationships have one person who hates cooking and one that enjoys it – good for them. And then there are relationships, like mine, where both people don’t like cooking and only do it because they have to – not so great for us.
I do most of the cooking in the house just because I am used to it. I know the recipes and can make things efficiently, so it just makes sense, but I’ve been getting overwhelmed. I don’t want to do all the cooking. Because it’s Continue reading “A Husband Who Cooks”
A friend recently suggested that I share my homemade pizza dough recipe with all the world, so I decided that I would.
That friend, along with her husband and daughter, came over for supper on Friday, and I made my go-to meal: homemade pizza. I’ve been working on this recipe for almost four years, now, and I’m so close to perfection it hurts! The pizza was baking on my stone and looking great. I took it out of the oven and placed it on the stove to cut it. As I pressed the pizza cutter in to make the second cut I heard I loud “pop.” It scared me half to death, but when I went to see what had happened, I saw my poor stone Continue reading “My (nearly) Perfected Homemade Pizza Dough”