I Married an Artist

Watching Ratatouille was like watching my husband and his sister in the kitchen. (Actually it's like watching all of my in-laws in the kitchen.) I never thought cooking was an artistic expression before, but now I see the light. It's not just about making delicious food (which is also a talent); it's about making beautiful and delicious food. D used to talk about the presentation and it was so funny to me. Now I can say that he's right; it does make a difference. Instead of handing me a peach, D slices and arranges the peach in such a way that it looks like a flower. A flower for dessert! The funny thing is, he does this naturally, without even thinking about it. It is something that makes my husband (and his whole family) truly endearing to me.

Wow, LOOK at that!
Fresh basil, tomatoes, zucchini, and broccoli with sauteed mushrooms and sundried tomatoes and homemade olives.
It really made me smile!

A flower of chips with an exotic dip for the breastfeeding first-time mama (see the boppy and Squeak's little ankle?)

Oh, how I LOVED this zucchini herb and cheese dish!

The aforementioned peach flower (look, there's the boppy again!)

This was D's birthday pie (he prefers pie, so I always make him a birthday pie). This is one of my most beautiful and delicious pies ever. Four years ago, it wouldn't have occurred to me to create this. See how much I've seen the light?