Conrad messaged me late afternoon yesterday, before he got home from the office but after I was home from a day of meetings at an airport hotel. A frustrating day for him, he said. Being the good (I hope I am good) husband that I try to be, I knew that dinner had to be a nice one for him.
And I think it was.
Humble bragging or something? Perhaps. But sometimes the cooking is going just right. I set to work on dessert first, using up the leftover fresh rhubarb from the weekend to make a few individual crisps from the Mark Miller recipe that I've relied on for decades.
Then it was on to the pork tenderloin. I know, I make that often - it's an easy cut of meat to cook, doesn't take too long, and we both enjoy it. I made a saffron carrot puree and cooked a bit of asparagus to go along with the pork.
Tasty! I was pleased with it all.
Conrad sipped a martini, I enjoyed a white wine from Paso Robles,
we watched the first episode of the new season of Top Chef, and then we strolled around the neighbourhood before I tackled dishes. I think that I gave him a nice evening to unwind. It was, at least, a delicious enough time!
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