At last, the TRUTH!!

I'm very confident in my ability of knowing my way around the rooms of my house, that includes the kitchen. I love to cook and I myself, like to think I'm not to bad......I'd be willing to cook for anyone!

Gravy. No, not the brown stuff you find on mashed potatoes, the red stuff you fine on macaroni. That is how we refer to spaghetti sauce being from the North. So today being Sunday I made a pot of gravy. Quite naturally, Honey is in and out all day swiping bread for dipping and leaving with moans of approval and.........

Honey: "Baby, that is good!"

Me: "I'm glad!" (smile and a wink)

Honey: Man, I'm tellin' ya....you make some good gravy."

Me: "Yeah, I think it's pretty good."

Honey: "You know, when Mom was here for Thanksgiving.....I told her you made great gravy."

Me: "And?!" (laughing)

Honey: "She started in with a bunch of sh!t!"

Me: "Did we expect anything else?"

Honey: "No! But I told her...."Believe what you have to but her gravy rocks!!""

Me: "Did you really? That is too funny."

Honey: "Yeah!! I'm tellin' ya Babe, your gravy is the best!!"

Me: "Well thank you Honey, I love that you love it!"

Not that I'm at all too concerned with what she thinks about my cooking, or anything else for that matter. I have taken exceptional care of her son in every room of our house for the last sixteen years. But, it is nice to know she got an ear full about how great I am in the kitchen, especially when it comes to gravy. ;)