Bill to the rescue in the kitchen, again!

Occasionally, I get in the mood to cook.

This time, I decided to make chicken fettuccine Alfredo for a family in my church because the mom is going through chemo.

Bill came home in the middle of my 'masterpiece' and asked,

"What are you making?"

"Fettuccine Alfredo!", I answered.

"Where's your recipe?", he asked while looking around the kitchen with apprehension.

I enthusiastically replied, "Who needs a recipe?! It's butter, cream, and Parmesan!"

His response.... "......... here, let me help."


He ended up sending me back to the store to get more Parmesan to balance out all the cream I had already dumped in the pot. In the end he had made a truly fabulous dish. I will take credit for warming up the green beans, buying the strawberry lemonade, and mixing together the Jello no bake cheesecake. Yup! That's me, Betty Crocker!

And that about sums it up. That is the usual format in our kitchen. I get a hair brained idea, and Bill pulls it all together into something truly delicious! He cooks, I clean. DONE!