What are you cooking today and how?

[mountain mama]

We're having a cook-out in the backyard tonight. Potato salad, hamburgers on the grill, hotdogs & smores over the fire, and homemade icecream. yummmm!

p.s. what is the point of reduced-fat ice cream?????

here's my recipe:
2 cans Eagle Brand sweetened condensed milk
2 cups sugar
1 small bottle vanilla
6-8 eggs
1 small carton half-n-half

Mix ingredients and pour into ice cream freezer container. Fill rest with whole milk (about 2 inches from top of container; leaving enough room for the ice cream to expand). Chill and blend in ice cream freezer until thickened.

[Ken]

I still cook, but no where as much as I once did. Some years back, it was eat out 2 or 3 nights a week and dinner at home the rest of the time.

Now, the kids are all out doing their own thing and my fianceé manages a pretty large restaurant/banquet facility. Translation - ain't nobody home to cook for most nights, and everyone has eaten by the time they get home.

So, most nights I'll either whip up a fast meal, grab some take-out, or practice for my next career - restaurant food critic. And at this very moment, somewhere off in the distance, I hear the beckoning of my favorite Japanese restaurant.....

[mountain mama]

gee Ken, with your fiance managing a restaurant, I'm surprised you aren't camped out there on a permanent basis :P

[Ken]

gee Ken, with your fiance managing a restaurant, I'm surprised you aren't camped out there on a permanent basis :P

Only one night a week. It's better when nobody is watching how much I eat.

[Ken]

gee Ken, with your fiance managing a restaurant, I'm surprised you aren't camped out there on a permanent basis :P

Only one night a week. It's better when nobody is watching how much I eat.

Or substituting "something healthier because I want to keep you around for a long time" in place of what I ordered.

[Ken]

gee Ken, with your fiance managing a restaurant, I'm surprised you aren't camped out there on a permanent basis :P

Only one night a week. It's better when nobody is watching how much I eat.

Or telling the waiter/waitress to NOT bring me that second basket of bread I asked for.

The list goes on..............

[mountain mama]

ok, I see your point. I guess my husband is lucky, I like to cook and he likes to eat. The only ones that complain about his weight gain are his parents, and they ain't the ones sleeping with him, so I guess their opinions on the matter don't count for much lol

[Ken]

Translation - ain't nobody home to cook for most nights, and everyone has eaten by the time they get home.

However, when we DO cook at home, it's nearly identical to an "Iron Chef" competition. Sometimes, we won't even go shopping together, just to surprise each other. And then we fight over the counter space, the grill, the front burners on the range, that really neat Wok that Rebel sent me, all the fancy utensils and gadgets that she said we didn't need..........

And then there was the time that she went outside to start up the grill and I locked the sliding door behind her and drew the curtains shut.....

I regretted doing that.

[mountain mama]

I'm surprised you're still breathing, or at the very least, that all appendages are still accounted for

[grrlscout]

p.s. what is the point of reduced-fat ice cream?????

The only reason I skimped on the cream was because I only had one cup.

What I should have done, was to reduce the recipe from a quart to a pint. But I was too lazy to do the math.

Next time I won't be so lazy!

And next time... I think it might be maple-bacon ice cream.

[Ken]

ok, I see your point. I guess my husband is lucky, I like to cook and he likes to eat. The only ones that complain about his weight gain are his parents, and they ain't the ones sleeping with him, so I guess their opinions on the matter don't count for much lol

We ate at a great place on Tuesday night: http://www.brickalley.com/

They have a great soup, salad, and bread bar. I wasn't allowed to drown my salad in blue cheese dressing. And she had the waitress take the last 3 pieces of my bread away. And I couldn't even have dessert until AFTER we walked about 5 miles around town. And by that time, I had given up. We walked into Ben & Jerry's and I ordered a tiny cup of sherbert. That was okay with her.

But YESTERDAY AFTERNOON, when she was at work, I got myself a humongous three-scoop sundae smothered with butterscotch and marshmallow sauces, a ton of whipped cream, scoops of crushed walnuts, and FIVE maraschino cherries.

Every so often, she lurks around here checking up on me, so don't be surprised if I delete this post.

[BENESSE]

But YESTERDAY AFTERNOON, when she was at work, I got myself a humongous three-scoop sundae smothered with butterscotch and marshmallow sauces, a ton of whipped cream, scoops of crushed walnuts, and FIVE maraschino cherries.

That'll show her!

[Ken]

That'll show her!

And you know EXACTLY what you just did.

[BENESSE]

[mountain mama]

ken, just explain that you have full intentions of working it off the FUN way

[BENESSE]

ken, just explain that you have full intentions of working it off the FUN way

Cleaning out the garage?

[BENESSE]

ken, just explain that you have full intentions of working it off the FUN way

There's just not enough fun to work that off.

[Ken]

There's just not enough fun to work that off.

Maybe not at your house.

[Ken]

ken, just explain that you have full intentions of working it off the FUN way

What a lady that MM is! She keeps her husband fat AND happy!

[mountain mama]

What a lady that MM is! She keeps her husband fat AND happy!

Who said he was "fat"?