In Which I Talk About a LOT of Food....

Let me start off this post by saying that my mom was a really good cook. And I mean, a really good cook. So when I got married I naturally assumed that I had inherited the good cook gene, just as she had inherited it from her mother, and I was really proud of a lot of the dishes that I made.

I had this one dish in particular that I made all the time. It was my go-to dish, the one that I was most proud of; the one that, when the chips were down, I made when I wanted to impress. The Chicken Crescent Squares. So for whatever reason, I stopped making that dish and it had been such a long time since we had had them, so I decided to whip 'em out again last night.

Fast forward to this afternoon when Brian comes home from work and he says, "Kaitlin? Can I give you a compliment?" Yes. "You're a really good cook." Thanks. "Do you know what made me realize that you're a good cook?" What. "Last night, those Chicken Crescent Squares, they were good, but they really weren't THAT good. I didn't realize how much better of a cook you were till you made those again last night!" Luckily I have a high enough self-esteem and sense of humor that we were able to laugh it off with little to no harm done to my ego :)

Now I'm proud to say that I make such beauties as:

Pesto Cream Sauce w/ Sauteed Mushrooms & Garlic Chicken

Whole Wheat Crepes

Shrimp Linguini

Sweet Rolls w/ Homemade Honey Butter

Homemade Pizzas like the one with sausage, bacon, onion, and mushroom;

and my personal favorite: Homemade pesto sauce with feta crumbles, tomato, onion, mushroom, and artichoke hearts.

 Now I'm off to marinate the pork for tomorrow's dinner of Cafe Rio salads with Sweet Pork Barbacoa and Cilantro Lime Dressing :)

(By the way, Brian told me it would be okay if I didn't make the Chicken Crescent Squares again) ;)