From the mouth of James Sawyer : Husband of Victoria
So you might be wondering why grilled cheese and soup? What is so interesting about grilled cheese and soup? Honestly, not much….aside from being just plain delicious. However, in the context of the rest of this blog post, perhaps you will find it slightly more engaging.(probably not)
So this one Saturday started off like most, where your wife kicks you out of the house. I didn’t do anything wrong to be kicked out of the
house entire neighborhood, but apparently my presence was going to be somewhat disruptive to some hen gathering (I know sexist and rude) Victoria was playing host to, so I made myself scarce. I took my Jeep and headed for the hills….literally. I won’t bore you with the details of the overgrown trails and lost homesteads I found deep in the woods. They tell a story that could never be done justice by a short blog post. This story actually doesn’t even begin until I returned home late in the afternoon.( OK admittedly, I received a phone call giving me permission to return)(cue whip cracks from the peanut gallery)
Apparently Victoria and the other ladies had worked up quite an appetite, but were still busy stirring their cauldron (Again, likely sexist but I have no idea what they were doing). Much to their surprise I offered up my services to prepare dinner. I’m sure there was some skepticism on the part of Victoria and the others as to whether this was even going to be edible. Despite this, I even offered up several choice of fine cuisine based on whatever limited options the cupboards contained. The selected delicacy of choice was, yes you got it, grilled cheese and soup.
I cooked up the grilled cheese and bacon tomato soup with copious amounts of love and called the ladies to the table. They seemed to be surprised that I had taken the time to set the table and place each plate with a fair amount of thought. (I don’t ever do this under normal circumstances) However, I figured any job worth doing was worth doing right, so I admittedly put in the effort to impress. I received a few compliments at the time and even some in the days to follow. Victoria still claims I was giving them a false impression of how good a husband I am. (that was my intention)
The point of this story is that grilled cheese and bacon tomato soup is delicious; Victoria and the others never should’ve been skeptical of how delicious it was going to be. I hope this story reads like a fable and you will never again be caught wondering whether your husbands cooking will make you wretch or have you begging for more. You will remember this story and know that he went out of his way to prepare you a delightful meal that will give others the impression he is a culinary master. (I am).