Drew's Dinner

I love my husband. He's smart, funny and insanely romantic. But even the best of intentions can sometimes end up a little... off.

During the middle of the day last week I was told that he was going to make dinner. I had two thoughts that immediately popped into my head - 1) How sweet! and 2) Yikes!

So Drew came home with a HUGE bag of fresh ingredients from the market. Beautiful meat, tomato focaccia, chardonay vinegar, 'special' olive oil.... I mean the list goes on! This guy is really going all out! Speaking of going all out. What is it that makes men want to use EVERY dish in the kitchen and EVERY utensil? It's okay though, he did the dishes that night too ;)



The menu:

• Sirloin topped with bernaise sauce
• Blanched asparagus
• Camping potatoes (weird name, but this is my FAVORITE thing he makes... and obviously we eat a lot of it when we're camping and hiking!)

Everything was going quite well from what I could tell although I "wasn't allowed in the kitchen" ;)

I can hear a few mutters and grunts coming from the kitchen and I ask how it's going. "Oh fine, fine..." Hmmm.

Well, it's time for dinner and Drew pours me a glass of wine. Then he says, "Well, I'm going to put the sauce on the side I think. Somethings not quite right."

Let's take a look:

(did you notice our classy 'napkins' that night? Oh yeah baby... my husband gets out the paper towels when it's his turn to clean up. haha)

No no... Let's take a CLOSER look:

Somehow during the process the bernaise sauce turned into this gelantinus goo. And within a few minutes, it had completely hardened into a strange looking jello mold. We both had a good laugh and everything else was FABULOUS!

The steak was cooked perfectly, the asparagus was amazing and the camping potatoes really hit the spot! Regardless, Drew was a little disappointed in his effort. See? Poor guy, he swears he followed the recipe ;)