My Funny Valentine  
  Lucky me, my husband wanted to fix us a meal from the Mario Batali cookbook for Valentine’s Day. Alas, the Goddess would have a night off!      He had me pick any dish I wanted and I chose a chicken in wine sauce recipe which I looked forward to all day. It was to be a red wine sauce reduced down with honey into a glaze. Paul didn’t want me near the kitchen, he wanted to afford me a break from cooking. Around dinner hour, there was a loud clattering of pots and pans, and clouds of smoke had filled the downstairs. He kept asking why the sauce wouldn’t reduce, meanwhile the air wreaked of vinegar.    Instead of 4 ½ cups of Red Wine, he used 4 ½ cups of Red Wine Vinegar! He used every pot and pan and dish and the floors and furniture were splattered with grease.    Needless to say, it’s the thought that counts, and the thought was very endearing.   

My Funny Valentine

Lucky me, my husband wanted to fix us a meal from the Mario Batali cookbook for Valentine’s Day. Alas, the Goddess would have a night off!

He had me pick any dish I wanted and I chose a chicken in wine sauce recipe which I looked forward to all day. It was to be a red wine sauce reduced down with honey into a glaze. Paul didn’t want me near the kitchen, he wanted to afford me a break from cooking. Around dinner hour, there was a loud clattering of pots and pans, and clouds of smoke had filled the downstairs. He kept asking why the sauce wouldn’t reduce, meanwhile the air wreaked of vinegar.

Instead of 4 ½ cups of Red Wine, he used 4 ½ cups of Red Wine Vinegar! He used every pot and pan and dish and the floors and furniture were splattered with grease.

Needless to say, it’s the thought that counts, and the thought was very endearing.