Thursday night meant I was off the hook again! Here’s what my baby made me:

Yup. Philly cheesesteak sandwiches. mmmMMMmmm…comfort food at its best.
Thursday night meant I was off the hook again! Here’s what my baby made me:

Yup. Philly cheesesteak sandwiches. mmmMMMmmm…comfort food at its best.

The boy outdid himself tonight with a lovely spinach salad, mashed chivey-parsley-red potatoes & broiled pork with salsa verde.
Every so often (ok…Tuesdays, Thursdays and when I’m working lates) I get to come home to Food Cooked by Someone Else(tm). Being the mastermind of kitchen manipulation that I am I’ve kind of instituted a He Cooks evening a couple of nights a week so the romantic interest’s cooking muscle doesn’t atrophy. I’m so good.
Tonight I came home to possibly the best meatball sub ever. It features delectable, from scratch meatballs & marinara sauce (which I’m a complete failure at making), provolone cheese and lovely whole wheat bunnage. So good.
Here it is in its saucy glory:
I’ll do my best to convince him to post recipes.