Home Cooking: It Ain’t Rocket Science
Not to brag, but I’m often complimented on my cooking. My wife and kids have their favorite dishes that I make, and I warn the young ones that one day they’ll be off at college and pining for some of Dad’s chicken pasta, pork tenderloin, or maple-glaze salmon. It’s gonna happen. My wife (God bless her) gives me free reign in the kitchen (she’s no dummy). Her attitude is that if I love cooking dinner every night, then by all…