Day 214- Taco Night
I fancy myself a blossoming cook.
I cook from books with stuff from Schnuck's.
I make other things without recipes.
I improvise and aim to please.
I plan each week's menu carefully.
I love to eat and cook with glee.
I try to add variety and indulge food wishes.
I love to prepare, as long as you do the dishes.
I eat out sometimes but then start itchin'.
I have to get back in the kitchen.
I pretend I'm on a cooking show.
I make reductions and simmer on low.
But... of all the things that I do make,
you'd never guess- for heaven's sake!-
that all it really ever takes
to ice my husband's metaphorical cake
is taco night.
Thank you, taco night, you made my day.
I cook from books with stuff from Schnuck's.
I make other things without recipes.
I improvise and aim to please.
I plan each week's menu carefully.
I love to eat and cook with glee.
I try to add variety and indulge food wishes.
I love to prepare, as long as you do the dishes.
I eat out sometimes but then start itchin'.
I have to get back in the kitchen.
I pretend I'm on a cooking show.
I make reductions and simmer on low.
But... of all the things that I do make,
you'd never guess- for heaven's sake!-
that all it really ever takes
to ice my husband's metaphorical cake
is taco night.
Thank you, taco night, you made my day.
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