Suppertime

To the uninitiated, Eddie and I have been together for almost 13 years and throughout our relationship, we've sort of assigned duties when it comes to making dinner. That is to say that I do the cooking, and Eddie is the "cleaner"... it just seems to work out better for both of us with that arrangement. This agreement was forged after the "breakfast event" of 2000. I need not go into more details, except to say that since then, I did the cooking. 

Those of you who know Eddie would agree that no matter what he does, he means well, and his intentions are 100% pure in everything he puts his mind to. There's an innocence about him that either makes you want to hug and hold, or slap him silly (with love intended, only). Slapping or hugging, you can't not adore him.

On an annual basis, I am given about a week's notice that he is making dinner. This means that he hits the cookbooks and begins the planning stages of his culinary masterpiece. He is thorough with his research, and begins to formulate his master plan for his menu. I never know what to expect from him, and he remains tight lipped about the menu. 

On the day of he dinner, I am essentially banned from the kitchen. Now, I don't need to tell you, and those of you that cook know what I mean, this is difficult for me. But I do my best to let him do his thing, and I remain out of view except for a few "check-ins" throughout the process. This is really to ensure he hasn't cut off a finger or something. Eddie and knives, just makes my hair stand on end.  

The Menu:

Spring Salad with Apples and Raspberry Vinaigrette Dressing
Grilled Shrimp with Teriyaki Sauce

Roast Beef with Asparagus

De-cobbed corn & Mashed Potatoes

Angel Food Cake, Chocolate & Raspberries

THE REVEAL:

Needless to say, dinner was superbly presented (an Eddie specialty), and surprisingly good all the way around. His devotion to making the best meal possible was obvious, and I could not be more proud of a dinner made out of love. My little Julia Child often surprises me.. and this was no exception. 

**Between you and me, I think it's time to graduate Eddie to making dinner TWICE next year!!**