It's hot out already and it's just ten in the morning. I hate cooking on days like this so today we are going to have an easy tuna roll ups. The American way of cooking. As my husband keeps telling me. Now as for him he likes to cook. In fact he cooks every weekend. But i clean up after him, not sure who's getting the better deal here. He likes to cook for hours in the kitchen. Myself it has to be less than hour. I have a theory of why he likes to cook. It's cause he's worried he won't get anything during the week. So when he cooks he makes enough for the better part of the coming week. That and he's not thrilled with American cooking..well actually my cooking to be honest, isn't the best.
Anyways this last weekend he made squid...or sort of like a squid...did u know there's all different kinds. Hey I'm from the mid-west what do i know about seafood. Anyhow he brought home some squid. I decided i wanted to clean them. Actually i just like playing with them. He's sitting there watching as I'm getting grossed out on some of the stuff coming out of them. I did find this white ball like come out of one "what the hell is this" that's when he wanted to take over. But i wouldn't let him i sent him outside while i played/cleaned them. Of course my curiosity got the best of me and i cut open that white ball. It was a baby..i kinda had an idea it might be. When my husband came in later to cook, i told him about the baby in that while ball. He wanted to know what i did with it. Of course i threw it away. He wanted to cook it up. He knew what was inside that's why he wanted to clean them. I'm glad i chased him out. But it shouldn't surprise me the first time i ever met him i found a lambs head in the freezer. Imagine meeting somebody for the first time and while he's at work i see these teeth looking at me from a package in his freezer, to pull it out and find a whole head...ahh...it was weird. It was right after Easter and he was going to use it to make soup. Now there is a picture that still sticks out in my mind ten yrs later.
Anyways to get back to the story, i called him in to start cooking. Well now i smell like a fish, with jack and Zoe wrapping around my legs hoping to trip me so they can lick off my fingers. Of course the other two wouldn't even come close to me, they hate seafood. Which bring me to wonder why people think cats like fish and seafood? Have u ever seen a cat in water hunting for a fish??? Down at the museum, people will lay out fish for the street cats. RAW!!! Like right do u think there doing to eat it raw. The only ones eating it is the flies. I know, i know at least there thinking of them. I had taken the left over pieces of squid and insides cooked them up and they all had a feast including the six new babies running around. They loved me.
Now back to my smelling like a fish i was trying everything including my metal bar soap that is suppose to get rid of smells. It didn't work, my husband tells me to use vinegar, now i smell like a salad plus a fish. Wonderful!!! In the mean time Jack and Zoe are still following me. More than likely hoping that i take a nap and I'll wake up with my fingers chewed on. I just went and sat outside to read with thous two drooling on my feet. I figured after a while the smell with lessen...i hoped.
When my husband cooks i leave cause i don't want to be anywhere around when he starts looking for things. He's like most men, if it doesn't drop off the shelf and hit him in the head he can't see it. He doesn't believe in moving anything to see whats behind it. Why are men like that??? I was right i could hear him cussing and banging around. Three hours later he had dinner done. We had squid, with boiled greens. Now this should of been health right? It was till he fried the squid, and poured olive oil over the greens. Not a little oil, pours a cup on...well maybe not a cup, but a lot. I argue all the time with him and the health cooking, (like i know ...one who hates its), yes olive oil is good for u, but not when the food is floating in it. I've given up on that part, and try to look at it that he cooks, and likes it. The meal was good...not perfect but good. He always waits for me to tell him it's perfect...hell I'm not giving him a bigger head than he has already. It was good i will say that. After wards i went to walk Shelia and after a couple blocks i happen to notice a trail of cats following me...do u think maybe i still smelled like seafood???
If your new to my blog and liked this story u might like my older post back in March, i was on a roll last yr, with Beach's, shopping, driving, and every bodies favorite grass. Hope u enjoyed. Here is a quick recipe...my kinda cooking!!
Tuna (or cooked chicken) roll up
1/2 onion chopped
1/2 green apple chopped
1/2 c raisins
1/2 c walnut or pecans
1 tbs miracle whip
2 tbs Greek yogart
2 cans dained tuna or cooked chicken cut up
Mix all together and up up in a flour tortilla, serve with a salad of choice...mine is a Greek salad. Fast and simple will stay for two days. American way to cook!!!
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