I cook three times a day. Breakfast and lunch are usually easy. Something that requires less than 30 minutes worth of time. Dinner is usually more involved, and takes more time to plan and prepare. But because I love it, I do it. And I love finding new recipes. I enjoy lots of different kinds of foods, and my favorites always include lots of veggies.
My husband has very different tastes from me. And he isn't a cook. His staples (for the last decade!) have been mac and cheese from a box, and spaghetti from a jar when he is forced (ie: I am not home) to make food. So far this year though (2009), he has been making recipes. My husband. Making recipes! I have been with this man for over 10 years and he has never made a recipe. But now he has two that he is perfecting. And I heard him say this evening after one of his new signature dinners... actually the phrase was so out of character I was sure I was hallucinating:
"You know, I really like this dish better with more leeks."
Stutter stutter, gasp gasp...
What will I do? My kitchen is getting crowded.