Lol, the opposite must be true for me; DH goes away more and more @TheCookie and @mariacarmen. But I like it!
We like the same foods and seem to dislike the same ones as well, such as liver and other offal. So we just cook what appeals at the times we’re apart. I frequently don’t cook at all when he’s gone and eat quite unhealthily if I feel like it - ice cream for dinner & etc. and keep the kitchen in pristine condition. Meals are more balanced when we’re both home fortunately.
Naw, he probably goes away out of necessity. Mine used to be gone a lot when the kids played travel hockey. They’re grown. He’s home. I do miss my me time, but he’s easy to live with, so.
My wife came home from a long trip this afternoon. Last night I made chicken stuffed with spinach, onions, mushrooms, and bechamel. I know she likes that so I have leftovers for her.
I hate to admit it because I grew up in New England and love everything about the seafood… except the oysters. In fact, I don’t remember oysters being a thing. I Pacific NW Oysters.
She took off last night so dish A is fresh Gulf red snapper cooked my Granny style which means skin on fried in corn meal with salt and pepper after soaking quickly in milk and egg. My only modifications are a slight bit of flour and Cajun seasonings in the milk/egg wash.
It’s going to be delicious as I’ve been frying fish for years and I must say I’ve got the process down.
I can generally cook whatever I want without incident, although I have to listen to some bitching about bluefish and garlic, 'cause Medium Size H has a sense of smell that would make a shark jealous. Which means I have to confine my consumption of stinky cheese to my alone-time. Which I was reminded of today, when my cheese guy offered to sell me a half-wheel of Epoisses, and I had to decline. Sad face.
Certain stinky cheese boards I’ve put together require cheese loving guests. My wife says, if she can smell the food from outside its too much. I disagree