Terror oozed from my daughter’s rigid back as she fled down the hallway trailed by my son whose plaintive cry, “Can we eat out tonight?” echoed back to the kitchen. Clearly an overreaction. Boy, some people just don’t appreciate creativity or have any sense of adventure. I mean, it’s not like I haven’t cooked before. I did have some experience in the kitchen and my wife clearly treasured the respite from her hectic schedule. Brooking no nonsense she gently supported me by telling our children,”Don’t worry, mommy will make it alright”.

All this fuss over a little spaghetti. I happen to like cinnamon in my spaghetti sauce along with a number of other spices that I had experimented with over the years of our married life. Actually I was quite proud of the cooking skills I had learned. After all, who wants to keep eating the same old boring food all the time. By now, if I might be so modest, I was getting the hang of this cooking business and was branching out creating more and more new recipes.

Reflecting back, I view the start of my cooking career with some nostalgia. It all started when we were first married and my wife was working. I needed to do something to help her. After due consideration, I settled on cooking supper but having no virtually no experience I decided to just wing it. Clearly, it couldn’t be that hard since my mother and now my wife could whip up a meal in almost no time flat.

I decided to start out with something simple, meat loaf. My wife helped out somewhat by giving me instructions on how to prepare the meat loaf. Following all the instruction’s directions I soon had a nice hunk of uncooked meat loaf ready for baking but something looked odd. After due consideration, it became apparent the the meat leaf itself just looked blah. It had no character! It was just a big round lump.

Then inspiration struck. I’d sculpt it into an artistic creation and bake it that way. Working furiously I soon had a nice meat loaf plateau surrounded by hills and valleys and hollows and other interesting features. Well, that looked pretty nice but it still lacked that extra special something that would give character and make it a meal to remember.

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