The Economics of Dinner
When we were in Nashville, Gentleman Caller's mom told the story of when she asked GC, about four months after we were married, what kind of food I cooked regularly. He said that in those four months I hadn't repeated a recipe yet, that we ate something different every night. GC's dad chimed in, saying they couldn't do that because there aren't that many choices on the menu at Sonic. I know he's kidding, because GC's mom is a great cook and is known for several dishes. It's true that I rarely repeat recipes. It's because there are so many recipes I want to try that repeating one seems wasteful.* But it's also true that someday I'd like to hear GC say, "My wife makes a mean (fill-in-the-blank)", and that probably won't happen unless I develop a repertoire of outstanding dishes that we enjoy regularly. So, in the spirit of achieving notoriety, I'm trying to work some of our favorite recipes into the nightly recipe testing (a.k.a. "dinner"). Last night, I made pork tacos, using the same recipe I used for our Cinco de Mayo party earlier this year. Deeeelicious! And, just so the night wouldn't be a total waste, I tried out a new recipe for black beans (bland) and Mexican rice (better than the rice I made for the CdM party, but probably not the best I can do). Everyone wins. And next time we have pork tacos, maybe I'll try a new recipe. Who knows? It could be even more delicious.
*I'm the same way with movies. There are so many that I'd like to see, watching one I've seen before seems like a bad use of time. Opportunity costs, yo.
Comments
I'm very much in favour of recipe repetition. It's only because I do not know lots of recipes, nor do I have the time to learn lots of new things.
But good on you for the pork tacos! Yay!
Posted by: Red Momo | August 24, 2006 05:48 PM
My wife makes a mean pork taco. Seriously.
Posted by: Green Mango Custard (aka GC) | August 25, 2006 08:23 AM
I'm jealous. My wife remains elusive. I don't know her name, what she looks like, where she lives, or if she's even a she. Quite a dilemma.
Posted by: Red Momo | August 25, 2006 02:12 PM
Maybe she hasn't been born yet...
Posted by: blue artichoke | August 25, 2006 03:08 PM
Now that sort of creeps me out. What am I saying, "sort of"? That REALLY creeps me out.
I bet she's a lesbian living in Madagascar, and that's why I've not met her yet.
Posted by: Red Momo | August 25, 2006 05:03 PM
Maybe she's reading this blog. Or sitting in a Starbuck in Boston. Or creeping around the perimeter of your property right now. There she is! Look out your window!
Posted by: blue artichoke | August 25, 2006 05:16 PM