Not one to be discouraged by not-so-great cooking results, our Mimi once again headed to the kitchen to prepare a feast for her family. She chose a complicated looking recipe from the food network (it was labeled “easy” but obviously that was a typo) and got to work.
On a day that our vegan girl KT wouldn’t be home for dinner, Mimi created a shopping list and off we went to get the few ingredients that we didn’t already have. (Amazingly, this shopping excursion resulted in an herb garden…but that’s a story for another day!). Armed with all of her supplies, Mimi insisted that I leave her alone to create her own personal magic.
Letting Mimi do her thing all by herself was a bit nerve wracking for me. Especially when I’d hear a huge gasp, mutterings or worse yet, crash. Oh, and we won’t even mention how many times the smoke alarm went off. Yet, every time I offered my assistance, she informed me that everything was under control and that I was not to peek.
It seemed that Mimi had barely started her meal preparation when she called us to the beautifully set table.
Her pride and joy was the perfectly seasoned tenderloin steak topped with fresh basil, sage and parsley (from her garden) and gorgonzola cheese. (She did allow me to look at the cheese and assure her that the mold was the good kind!)
Shaun declared it the best steak he had ever eaten that he hadn’t prepared himself. (Such a modest man) Mimi and I quickly realized at the first bite that we simply weren’t cut out to eat rare steak. Back in the oven it went!
The next course was pasta tossed with oven roasted garlic and fresh basil. Oh my…talk about heavenly.
When KT got home, she attacked the leftover pasta.
For dessert (as if we really had room) Mimi had prepared ice cream balls with cinnamon and chocolate sauce. And here I thought the pasta was heavenly….
It was the perfect ending to the perfect meal. I wish I could take credit for teaching her all know, but I can’t. As Mimi frequently points out, I can melt a pan while trying to cook rice.
Hey, at least I can create a child that can create a fantastic meal…that’s got to count for something!