I seriously hate the chore of planning and cooking dinner.
But instead I'm married to a great guy who is absolutely NOT Emeril. He can heat frozen pizza - period.
There's still a 14-year-old at home and she can occasionally boil up some pasta, but that gets old.
Seriously I'd do anything if you one of you want to take over the cooking. I'll even take in your laundry! Time to quit blogging and hit the grocery store. Guess it's broiler chicken again tonight. "Hey Family, get in here and eat your fill of antibiotic and hormone-filled crap!"