You’ll never guess what I did today.<\/p>\n
Go on, guess! I’ll wait. (Dum dee dum…)<\/p>\n
Give up?<\/p>\n
I cooked dinner.<\/p>\n
Yep. (Somewhere in Culver City, J. just fell off of his chair. I promise it is true, J! Come home and see!!)<\/p>\n
We also baked a batch of cookies, but anybody who is around us much knows that we bake on a weekly basis around here, so that really isn’t news.<\/p>\n
But, today I made an actual dish, that required chopping of ingredients, simmering, and sauteing. As I was cooking I realized that I can’t remember the last dinner I actually cooked that didn’t involve just throwing together a salad, boiling yet another pot of “noonles” (noodles), or opening a Trader Joe’s frozen concoction.<\/p>\n
So the “dish” is a recipe that J. cut out of the newspaper a few weeks ago (hmm…a subtle hint, perhaps?) – Wolfgang Puck’s End-of-Summer Soup, a bacon and corn chowder.<\/p>\n
I’ll let you know if it was successful or not and post the recipe if it is.<\/p>\n
The girls and I have also been working on the perfect peanut butter-oatmeal- chocolate chip cookie. We are on version number 4, I think. (No wonder the gym isn’t “working” as much as it used to.) I think this time we might have gotten it.<\/p>\n
We’ll let you know on that one, too. We are going to have them for dessert, right after our real<\/strong><\/em> dinner.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" You’ll never guess what I did today. Go on, guess! I’ll wait. (Dum dee dum…) Give up? I cooked dinner. Yep. (Somewhere in Culver City, J. just fell off of his chair. I promise it is true, J! Come home … Continue reading