I suspect that if it hadn't been for the calming influence of beer, I would have cried myself! My menu wasn't as elaborate as yours - I made her a Tom Collins (her favorite drink) to start, with a tossed spring salad with raspberry vinagerette dressing and grilled ciabata bread for an appetizer. The main course was pasta with smoked turkey and wild mushrooms, and of course carrot cake for dessert. The whole time I was making it, my mind kept flashing back to every cooking show I've ever seen on TV, where the chef has all of the ingredients prepared and organized for them, and they just combine them. Now I know why - it takes 3X as long to prepare to cook as it does to cook! Next time I see Rachel Ray, I may do something unspeakable to the TV.
HD or LD, if your spouse makes you a dinner that does not previously involve the services of: A) a freezer B) a clown &/or surly teenager dressed in polyester asking if you would like fries with that be sure to recognize the effort that he/she put into it, and realize that it is an expression of their caring for you. Unless, of course, they include ingredients which result in your illness, which may be a sign that they are trying to kill you.
