For those of you who think my meals consist of happy hours on patios, you are wrong. I can cook.* Mainly for special occasions such as potlucks, Sasquatch, camping trips, and of course, Father's Day. I made my dad this pie. It's strawberry rhubarb. And it was delicious. I know posting a photo of a pie is questionable. Right up there with those horrible people on Facebook who post photos and a cryptic caption of the sandwich they're about to eat. But I'm really proud of this pie.
* Sadly, not very often. I like cooking, but it's so much easier to eat carrots and peanut butter, or chips and salsa, or a burrito that I didn't make. Sam and I make breakfast together quite often, but I'm afraid he hasn't been impressed with my dinner skills. It's not that they don't exist. I think I'm just lazy.
Ohhh! That pie is lovely - and not just because I'm a sucker for a heart decoration.
ReplyDeleteI'll also give you a second on "chips and salsa" counting as a square meal. (there are totally vegetables involved, and cooking at the end of the day is hard)
Cooking at the end of the day is hard. Last week I made miso soup with random veggies in it, and try as I might, I could not get Sam to eat the leftovers.
ReplyDeleteSam: There's nothing to eat.
Me: There's miso soup! It's good.
Sam: There's nothing to eat.
I wish I had the counter space to roll out dough and cook pies.
ReplyDeleteSome day.
(Pie looks amazingly delicious by the way)