Okay, so I don't cook. It's not a secret. Sure, I have a few dishes that I've mastered and I can hold my own when following a recipe but if I need to improvise? Fo-get about it!My husband? Wow, he is master chef at our house. Justin has the amazing culinary skills of the great Iron Chefs. He starts by taking a few ingredients lying around the house and turns them into masterpieces! For instance, the other night I had some steak tips and some veggies. He puts the steak in his Cuisinart and bada bing-serves us these so incredibly good steak sandwiches with green peppers and onions. He marinated them in some "Justin created" sauce. He does stuff like this all the time! I just watch in awe and am amazed by his skills.
Two nights ago we were craving something healthy. He goes to the store and out of his head, no recipe involved, comes home and makes us homemade Asian chicken pizzas with chicken, mangoes, Asian pears, tomatoes, broccoli, cilantro, and an awesome ponzu sauce. SERIOUS! He is amazing.
Don't EVEN get me started on his Big Green Egg. Give the man a piece of meat and he is in his element. Just ask our friends about the "little things" he's come up with to bring to parties. Bacon wrapped stuffed jalapenos, shrimp stuffed cherry tomatoes, steak marinated in a port wine reduction? Let's see those were just last week! I love this man.
Thanks hunny, without you we'd starve!
