The Baby Boy Cooks

Once upon a time a young teenager got a wild hair and decided to cook.  He would make a meal to satisfy the parental units.  He dug through the fridge and the pantry, he surfed the internet.  He snuck his mamas camera and he cooked and took pictures.

He selected only the finest ingredients, two steaks bought on clearance, limp scallions, spotted mushrooms and the highest quality boxed wine he could get his hands on.

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He chopped and photographed.

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He fried the steaks and then made a red wine and mushroom reduction.

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His mother couldn’t ignore the smell and activity anymore.  A photo was absolutely necessary, after all who knows if he’ll ever get a wild hair again.

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Then he served a beautiful steak accompanied by Uncle Ben’s Wild Rice.

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To compliment the meal….A wild haired young teenager sang a special serenade.  He sang a song of the most wonderful mother in the world.

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Well, maybe not exactly, and maybe he didn’t actually serenade me at all, but it’s my story so I can tell it like I want to.

It was the best meal we’ve ever had.  The End.

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3 Responses to The Baby Boy Cooks

  1. Feast on the Cheap February 9, 2011 at 3:05 pm #

    Adorable – maybe he can start co-hosting Kitchen Witch with you 😉 The Kitchen Warlock maybe?

  2. Road Captain February 11, 2011 at 12:45 am #

    Makes me wish I had a son… well not really. Then there would be less time and money for riding.

  3. Mcgyver February 11, 2011 at 1:42 pm #

    Naahh, He’s not old enuff to be a Warlock. A saucer-er, maybe. (did you see what I did there?) Of course, since he’s into Science Fiction, he’d have to be a Flying Saucer-er (Oh, Look, I did it again!)
    Thenk Yew, Thenk Yew, I’ll be here all week. Mcgyver, Out (running and hiding)