Friday, November 18, 2011

My Husband Loves Cookbooks

My husband loves cookbooks.  Not just any cookbooks, but ONLY ones that have those colorful, delicious displays for every recipe...the sparkling plates are positioned perfectly, icy droplets slide down the glass of chilled lemonade, the turkey has the most perfectly gorgeous bronzed tan and each dessert adds calories to your day just by gazing at it.

Wednesday he came home with another colorful "Holiday Gathering" cookbook, full of absolutely scrumptious photos.  He instructed me that we would fix items on pages 5,17, 32 and 41 for the upcoming Thanksgiving celebration.  He plans to pull out his award winning rolls recipe and bake 3 dozen melt in your mouth buns to go with the turkey dinner.

He is funny, a great companion and a joy to be with.  He loves grocery shopping and trying new recipes.  He does laundry over 90% of the time.  He can spot a Brighton piece of jewelry from 500 feet. He is a maintenance man at a school and brings me home mismatched, broken pieces of costume jewelry: "I found another diamond for you..."  I dutifully admire it, exclaim at its brilliance and add it to an overflowing bowl of  similar mismatched bits of bling.

So, this blog is actually in admiration of the man I love, Bruce.  The man who loves colorful cookbooks.

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