Yesterday, we bought a mighty air fryer / convection oven / a-lot-of-things-appliance and my husband is excited because he believes that,
since it was my idea to get it,
I will cook more. Not that he will let me, as he usually has to have his hands in the pot. And I shall cook more — not because of the appliance but because I want to eat differently, therefore cook, even if on the stove. So having the appliance makes no difference, except in his mind, and that’s fine with me because I can’t get in there. =)
who would want to, right?
I am not speaking specifically about him but in general. So I cleaned and primed the thing for use, then baked a small dish of eggplant parmesan, which he made from garden 🍆+🍅.
Today, my breakfast consisted of a smoothie which, in theory, I’ve always wanted to drink in the mornings but have never until today. I prefer anything over fruit; I mean that. I eat fruit sometimes but would rather not.
enjoy it at times but have 0-zero-0 appetite for it
The smoothie was not great, had a tad more texture than I’d like, but better than what I expected. So much so that I went out and bought other fruits. =) Which eventually my husband ate because they just sat there 😆.
For what I want to do I do not do …
St. Paul has a humorous, although perhaps not intended to be, way of stating it.Romans 7:15