I got in trouble again last night. This time I didn’t inoculate any chicken. I was an aider and abettor. An unwitting accomplice to escapees.
Before I go any further, I must say there are many perks to life with a science guy. Especially one who loves to work with plants. Every morning I’m greeted by climbing red roses that peek through our bedroom window. Our flower beds entertain daisies, snapdragons, lilies, and a variety of other blossoms whose names I’ve forgotten. And, as if beauty on every side weren’t enough, there’s also the vegetable garden and the herbs.
Not only does my science guy like to grow fresh, organic veggies, more and more he’s been trying his hand at preparing meals. Yesterday morning he started a roast in the crock pot, simmering in red wine, seasoned with salt, freshly ground black pepper, homegrown thyme, and an herb that looks like a scallion but smells like garlic. Later he added portabella mushrooms, and even later, diced sweet potatoes and onion.
All day long the delicious aroma teased my nose and kept my stomach rumbling. But even in the face of such gastronomical temptation, I never once lifted the lid or sampled the savory broth. No, my sin came later.
Shortly before dinner, he went out to the garden and harvested a lovely bunch of broccoli, which he then cut into pieces and placed in a steamer. I helped by popping some artisan bread into the toaster. (Yes, yes, I know. I shouldn’t work so hard.) A few minutes before we sat down, I lifted the lid on the broccoli to assess its progress. And that’s when they escaped.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Checking the broccoli.”
“Do you realize how many vitamins just escaped in that steam?”
I said nothing right away because:
1.) I have no idea how many vitamins escaped. 10? 20? Eleventy-seven million?
2.) I’ve been steaming broccoli for decades and no one has ever accused me of criminal activity before.
3.) I was trying not to laugh.
When I finally did speak, I countered with a question of my own. “You’re just trying to get in my blog again, aren’t you?”
Mission accomplished, Science Guy. Thanks for the scrumptious dinner, your spectacular handiwork in the yard and garden, and for always making me smile.
In related news, I’m participating in another group photo romp, Project Green. Given the theme, it seemed only right to include a portrait of last night’s infamous broccoli, taken while its vitamins were all still accounted for. You can see it (and my other project shots) here.
This project is hosted by the talented photographer, Anna Carson. Visit her blog to view her fabulous work, find links to other participants, or to join the fun.