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It’s been “Brides Cooking” all over again at our house. Thirty years ago, I pumped out what is famously known as brides cooking. Now, my husband has been doing a lot of the cooking and we’ve been eating some interesting meals. The other night for dinner, we sat down and I looked at my plate and remarked, “Wow, you’re getting rather proficient.”

Timing is a nuisance for my husband. The meatloaf will be finished half an hour before the pasta and the salad will be remembered tomorrow. But, alas, we can eat in stages.

So, the other night, for the main fact that the piece of ham, the biscuit, and the corn on the cob was pretty much done at the same time, was remarkable. I cut the biscuit in half and put the slice of ham in the middle with mustard, since mustard was on the table.

Picking up this cute little sandwich was a mistake. The biscuit fell apart. After a bite, I realized why, baking powder and salt don’t always hold units together. I finished it with a fork. My husband tried to glue his biscuit together with honey. It was a mess.

Because we are cheap, if the food is anywhere close to edible, we will eat it. Another oddity (and I have no idea where my husband got the notion that old-fashioned, 3-minute, oatmeal must be added to almost everything), is that uncooked oat flakes should get mixed in with everything from green beans and taco filling. But, just as my husband endured my brides cooking, I too will endure. And, we will get a good laugh in the meantime.

From 21st Century Science and Health, “Gentle words, and an unselfish attention to detail in what promotes the success of your spouse, will prove valuable in prolonging one another’s health and smiles. Don’t practice stolid indifference or resentment. Remember, a simple heartfelt word or deed is powerful enough to renew the romance.”

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