Turning One

"I believe that food is one of the most important things in life. There is certainly no gesture you can show anyone of greater love than cooking them a good dinner."

-Tamasin Day-Lewis, English cook and food writer

It's Sunday. By now, you would be aware of my weekly dilemma.

Being more clueless makes me more guilty. I am actually thinking of using-- overusing, rather-- the excuse that our grocery supply is low, but as my husband says, creativity is indirectly proportional with the length of the grocery list. Hmmm. Honestly, my creativity with cooking is daunting, and that mathematical expression of his is just inapplicable to my misplaced culinary skills. The law of supply and demand comes closer, with creativity oftentimes even reduced to its square root.

I am just pathetic, and to rub salt to the wound, today marks our first wedding anniversary! I missed to pick up some meat from the butcher yesterday. It unforgivably slipped my mind they close shop early on Saturdays, and you'd hardly find any of them trading on Sundays. The thought of preparing from cans or instants is appalling, and I've been caught remorseful a few times for feeding my husband instant noodles. At one instance, Lashan even had to remind me what Gwyneth Paltrow once said: "I'd rather die than feed my family instant noodles." Susmaryosep. But thank to Lashan. While that's Gwyneth, somehow-- and really-- that helps me to re-do my thinking. Every wife should learn that.

Finally, my brainstorming became brain-draining, so I kind of gave up... thinking. This time, it just might work if I let my stomach do the thinking. I went to the kitchen and scoured for whatever could be found in the cupboards and refrigerator. Well, at least we have rice, and our freezer still had a lone occupant, which will definitely see the end of its solitude tonight. There was not much choice but to put the seafood mix into fried rice, so I felt this should at least be a fried rice extraordinaire. My stomach told me we can dub this as Special Seafood Fried Rice Extraordinaire. Hahaha!

Well, I had fun fixing that, adding flavours, colours and spices that I only learned to trust as I was trying to discover that lost creativity. Tyrone said it was a pretty good dinner, and I hope it wasn't just the wine that we drank with it that puts the 'good' in the compliment. He said it was actually okay, and if we wanted to top it, we will have to make up for it on our next day off. I was about to say that nothing beats this and now, when suddenly he hands me a gift. On second thought, yeah, I am most willing to wait for that day off.