I recently went to a Creative Cooking workshop.
The workshop asked us ladies to bring either a vegtable, grain, or fruit. All of our food was placed together on a small island, and we were given instructions to make either an appetizer, a starter course, the main course, and finally desert.
Marisa, recent guest blogger and writer of the article,
The Importance of Penmenship, and I chose to do the main course.
We made chicken stir fry served with rice, easy and tasty dish that was simple enough, however the difficult part was WORKING TOGETHER!
I thought since Marisa and I are on the same wavelength, we finish each other sentences and know exactly what the other is talking about with a simple hand gesture, NO PROBLEM!
It was interesting to learn that our cooking differences - Marisa, a scientist, approached cooking like a science project - I, a writer, approached cooking like an editor, hacking and adding food like words - also cropped up in our marital relationships.
We both have the qualities of each other's husband! HA! That is the reason we seem to have the same argument for the past couple of years! I speak for only for myself, I think my husband is wait and see type of person, while I am a let's just go type of person! And it wasn't until earlier in the week that I figured this out.
Simple and easy, huh, like cooking with your husband!
We resolved our differences by communication! Again... simple and easy, huh! After we realized how each other approached cooking, we respected each others ways and harmonized like Mozart's The Magic Flute!
In the end, France and her food showed me that French food can lead to world peace, starting within my home.
Bonjour et Bienvenue!
Thank you for stopping by for a spell!
I am a 40-something year old American woman. Born in Texas, raised in Las Vegas!
Frenchified for Life
is a fabulous little lifestyle blog about truly embracing French life!
My intent is to simply inspire you to create something unique and beautiful in your everyday life. The French have this wonderful and annoying habit of seeing the world through rose colored glasses, might as well learn something from them!
That said, I lift my glass to you!
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