Well, Well, Well...looky who can cook!

10 Years, 10 long years and finally my dear husband can grill up the best pork chops ever.

We've suffered through his crunchy rice a roni with a smile~

We looked at each other over the table while taking a bite of cooked on the outside, raw on the inside cornbread...no, there's no problem...it's good, really...it's good!

We ate his burnt meat that lovingly prepared for us as part of a spaghetti dinner, just put extra sauce on it and you don't taste the burnt part. Cook spaghetti again, that's ok honey...I've got a new sauce recipe I want to try next time ;)

This summer that all changed, *I* started grilling almost everything we ate and he started hanging out at the grill with me...you know...we'd steal a few moments of alone time in the 100 degree heat by the 500 degree grill with the sun beating down on us...odd, the kids didn't just run out to be with us.

Over time he took over and he's done a fine job, much better than any chops I've ever laid hands on.

He's even got a favorite marinade now, Stubb's. Wheeeee, he's cooked enough to have a favorite marinade...I love saying that!


Mmm...Mmm...Good!