I've always enjoyed kidding him about his celebrity crush, partly, I'm sure, because I never really had one. Honestly. I've seen Ethan Hawke - actually talked to the man, though I'm sure he doesn't remember - and the sight of him in his Carhartt pants took my breath away. (You know this was years before your time, Husband.) But I've never been able to put my finger on my celebrity crush. That is, until yesterday.
A friend recently suggested I get my hands on a Jamie Oliver cookbook. He thought I'd be interested in Jamie's focus on cooking with homegrown food. That caught my attention immediately; my interest was only furthered when I heard about Jamie's love of wood-fired ovens. (Husband, can we get one? Can we, please?) Needless to say, I looked up the book, and believe me, I'll be buying it as soon as I save up enough allowance. Until then, though, I'll have to settle for looking at his very beautiful ... website.
|Crispy baked tilapia with corn and white rice|
Tonight we did something my parents never did when I was growing up: We had breakfast for dinner. We poured ourselves giant glasses of milk and the husband fired up the waffle iron. I came home with a recipe up my sleeve and kept saying "pancakes," but the husband wanted waffles and wasn't really interested in Jamie's bananas, so I was on my own.
I may not start feeding the husband Jamie Oliver recipes every week, as I made him sit through Ghost Whisperer episodes every Friday night last year. But I have a good feeling I'll be getting a lot of inspiration from Jamie in the coming months, and if I keep making corn and rice like I did last night, I don't think the husband will mind.