Shrimp Santorini - once you start a theme, no matter how far fetched, you have to go with it.
With all these gay couples getting married, just who is going to do the culinary stuff?
I say, marry a good short-order cook ... unless you intend to eat out all the time or don't care.
Neither p-dog or I are Greek, but we've been going with the greek theme, while the world around in politics spins madly. I'm not sure who "won" the media-cycle this week, but Michelle Obama has to be in the running (Update: funny, but not flattering, link about same).Yesterday was a perfect outdoor day, and we were at Zorba's Grill (see pic). Today, the annual street-fair, tribal gathering was nixed due to rain.
I cook because p-dog ... doesn't ... much. I also fix the car, so there is scant role-conformity to deal with, externally "imposed" or otherwise. I like to make things, fix things, and figure things out, so it doesn't bother me. Oh, all those - and more - come with the prospect of ... toys (*evil grin*). I also like the control of knowing what is going into the meal.
Anyway, it pays to know a few different cuisines, in case you, say, set your sights on snagging a Greek man into civil matrimony (they are very loyal, from what I've heard).
