BEWARE!!!

BEWARE OF MEN IN THE KITCHEN! Now, my husband does most of the cooking. He likes it. I paid my dues in the kitchen for more than 30 years. Time to let him do it! And, the fact is, he is a good cook. He follows recipes to the tee. (So why are other types of directions so hard for him to take???)

Anyway, amazingly enough, he cleans up after his own cooking. Well, in the male version of "cleans up". One wouldn't want to examine the oven or even closely look at the burners...or the fridge...or behind the toaster or coffee maker, etc. I get to them monthly or so. (Just joking...the burners and counter space meet me weekly at least.) And HE does most of the dishes...BEFORE you salvitate with jealousy...

So, last night I decide I WANT to cook and planned a romantic dinner for two. I opened lower cupboard number one, looking for my microwave pressure cooker, AKA vegetable steamer. There it is! Well, PART of it...the lid..in two pieces. So, where is the pot? and the little pointy thingy that you insert to hold the veggies out of the water? (see what a technical cook I am!)

Open lower cupboard number TWO! Out fall the Tupperware veggie trays...two of them. What are they even doing in THIS cupboard?? That is NOT where they belong! Oh, there's the pot! Yeah! But where, oh where, is that pointy thingy? Rumble around in the cupboard number two...discovering...HE apparently doesn't know that Tupperware bowls STACK into themselves....OR that a salad spinner is not a colander! YIKES!

Oh, there's the pointy thingy, way in the back INSIDE the pitcher! NICE! I must admit, that at first I hollered (HE was gone to the bank!)

Then I realized that I really AM lucky that I don't have to come home every day and try to figure out something to make for dinner. HE gets off more than an hour earlier than I do, so it makes more sense for him to cook dinner. AND HE can think before he has a cup of coffee in the morning (unlike me), so breakfast makes more sense to be fixed by him as well. Lunch...well, that gets shared more frequently on the weekends...usually between him and a fast food place! I get to cook for the grandkids...yeah!

So, I prepared my romantic dinner in silence (even after he came back), leaving the wayward items on the floor where they landed.

Did he notice? Well, yes, finally! He asked if he had done something that became the reason that there were veggie trays on the floor. Well, YES! and NO! The cupboard had looked like an explosion of a Tupperware factory mingled with odds and ends of other "wares", but now it is all nice and tidy again...except for the veggie trays. He inquired as to where the trays are supposed to be...in a different cupboard all together...OH!

The YES! part is that he didn't ask where things went...Oh, yeah, I almost forgot! Men rarely ASK for directions! (See what I mean...he doesn't have to ASK a recipe!)
AND he tossed the items in like one would throw a football, apparently. Why would I expect anything else from a male? I remember now! I cleaned his apartment before we got married...ONCE!...enough said...should've known! DUH!

And NO! That part comes back on me...I SHOULD have known! Should have checked the cupboards more often. Should explain the difference between a colander and a salad spinner. On the other hand, I still call parts of steamers "Pointy thingys". Sheesh!