All my life, I knew that when I’d find “the one,” he’d be charming, loving, and share the same passions and interests as me. Of course, I knew that I would love him for his unique personality and would appreciate him entirely despite any small differences we may have in attitude and outlook towards life.
I’m six months into my marriage (yay for being a newlywed!) and thus far, it has been ultimate bliss. One thing I love about my husband is his cooking. I truly feel like it’s an ultimate reflection of his personality. I’m the type to having everything organized in lists, especially when it comes to the kitchen. I will outline ingredient after ingredient, meal plan after meal plan, in order to get my week sorted out. Joe, on the other hand, can work with whatever’s in the pantry and fridge and come up with a delightful meal. I have yet to try a concoction of his that I’m not crazy about.
If we’re missing something, he’ll shrug his shoulders and find a quick alternative. He’ll turn to key ingredients that we constantly have stocked (Our cheese supply is always replenished. Always.), experiment with flavors, and take chances. While I’m really into developing recipes, I sit down and think out the chemistry and flavor profile for a little bit, whereas he will do it as he cooks.
This week, he put together a simple pasta dish, but when he decided to throw in some blue cheese (last-minute) into his tomato sauce, it went from being ‘good’ to ‘unbeatably great.’ What can I say? I totally adore my husband’s cooking!