Cooking together in this household means SBN doing the onions, and I'm doing the rest in order to produce meatballs. No problem with that.
Later we were preparing the potatoes, which we decided were gonna be roasted in the oven with salt and rosemary. I asked him to pick the herbs from the balcony.
Yeah right. Normally you'd pick the leaves, not a whole friggin branch of it! He claims it's like trimming a hedge, which I have serious doubt that he knows anything about.
But all is well that ends well, and the dinner was delish!
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