Thus it Begins

Last night, how to describe it? The peace. The tranquility. The harmony. I came home from working late, popped my casserole dish into the oven, hit the button on the rice cooker, and viola! A mere 40 minutes later, a hot dinner came out of the oven as if by magic. I had 40 entire minutes to clean the kitchen, play with my dogs, and read with The Hubs!

Shall I compose a sonnet to thee, o freezer full of food? How shall I ennumerate thy goodnesses?

My nightly routine went from "Night on Bald Mountain" to Beethoven's 6th.

For those of you who are more visual:

from THIS:




To THIS:





From Berlin 1945 to Pax Romana. From The Osbournes to the Cleavers. Ahhh. Much better.

And now, as promised, a review of the dinner:

We ate the Chinese Honey Ginger Chicken and it was...meh. It wasn't bad, it was just very, very bland. When all else fails, add hot sauce.

On a scale of one to 10, 1 being "even the smell made me gag" and 10 being Nectar of the Gods, The Hubs and I will each be giving the recipes a score.

Chinese Honey Ginger Chicken:
The Hubs' Score: 5
My Score: 4.2

That being said, this recipe has the potential to be at least a 9.6. Next time, I am going to treble all of the seasonings and use either white wine or apple juice instead of water.

Tonight's dish, Chicken Chow Mein. *gulp* I am dreading the eating of this dish so much that I have set aside cash in preparation for the drive-thru trip that I foresee following the tasting of this...err....meal...