Thursday, June 11, 2009

Food Stereotyping

In case you didn't know, I'm a working mom. And, I'm lucky enough to have a husband who stays home with our kids and generally keeps our home life in working order. It's a sweet deal.

Except for the man food.

Now don't get me wrong - I'm usually thrilled when Scott cooks dinner. Normally we subsist on what I refer to as my "college diet" (i.e., pasta with red sauce). So any time he whips out the cookbook is a cause for celebration.

But oy, my arteries are hurting this week. So far it's been steak, barbecue ribs, and then more steak.

I keep hinting at how lovely a nice summer salad would be. Or a grilled chicken breast. Or a big turkey sandwich with lettuce and tomato and maybe even avocado. But beggars can't be choosers, so I eat the man food with gusto, and am grateful for it.

However, tonight Scott went out with friends, and I had to fend for myself for dinner.

Ah, girl food at last, I thought. So what did I make?? Homemade chicken salad? Grilled salmon? A fruit plate? Hummus?

No.

I ate a 1/2 pint of Ben & Jerry's Peanut Butter Cup Ice Cream. Girl food at its finest.

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