The answer to this question seems simple, of course we know what our spouse likes. My husband eats a specific type of cereal with non-fat milk, every morning for breakfast. He then cuts a grapefruit in half, carefully cuts around each wedge and eats it. Some mornings he will make himself a latte with same non fat milk, heated in the microwave for a minute and pours two times through the same espresso grounds. Lunch is a banana, a non fat fage yoghurt (honey is his fav) and a homemade cupcake from the freezer. Vanilla cake (recipe below) with chocolate icing made from melted dark chocolate, nothing else added just chocolate forming a hard shell.
Does he know me as well? He thinks he does. I am no where near as predictable in my food habits so I give him direction when he asks what I would like. These last two days have been doozies, tired and bone pain and just plain out of sorts. When he offered to go to the grocery store I readily accepted and asked him to pick up a couple things. Two in particular, a carton of egg whites so I could make egg white omelets and some Inari for dinner. The Inari was perfect and I saw a container of something in the frig and he happily told me he had gotten the correct container of Almond Milk this time. The last container was not organic and although I prefer to use organic ingredients, especially now during cancer treatment, I told him not to worry.
For some bizarre reason I wanted cornmeal pancakes this morning so I headed downstairs to make them. I took out the container of eggwhites and the almond milk. I started to pour the eggwhites into the measuring cup when I realized they were yellow and reading the package saw they were egg replacements. I picked up the almond milk and saw Vanilla, but no unsweetened anywhere on the package. Checking the ingredients the second was corn syrup. I put them back and separated an egg and used rice milk in the recipe and it was fine.
When I mentioned to him the error he swore he had gotten the right things and when he came home carefully and thouroughly checked each package. I had to laugh to myself at how often I am in the grocery store and how easily I navigate through it and hardly have to think twice about what I am picking up– I could probably go through blind folded and come out with most of my items. My hubby probably spent a lot of time trying to pick out those eggwhites and almond milk, and I love him for taking the time to get what I like.
Yes, I know what my spouse likes and he knows what I like too, a man who tries hard and loves me, even if I am tired, grouchy and just out of sorts.
Egg replacement omlete anyone?