Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Iron Chef

My husband (the tall, dark, and handsome, smart, funny, and kind black belt, rocket scientist, who makes me wonder what if I was Mother Theresa or something in a former life) now can add to his cooking resume (which includes crepes and stuffed French toast) 'makes sushi.'

Sadly, this skill is completely wasted on me. Nori is gross.

But certain friends of mine are going to faint when they see the 'pod husband' getting his sushi on.

2 comments:

Kathryn said...

Mmmmmm - sushi!

Kim said...

It's really kind of sad that I am such the polar opposite of Mother Theresa in this life. It just completely rules BJ out as my husband in the next life.....