My husband has discovered a passion for cooking. For me, this newfound culinary obsession of his is both a blessing and a curse. While on one hand it's a huge relief because I don't have to cook, it can also be a total pain in my tush (and not just because of the potential mess I likely find afterwards) because while he is completely focused on his latest creation, I am left in charge of two cranky, hungry kids. It's hard for me to get upset though. Hubby gets so excited about th...
