Ladies Night

Lately, Christian has been on his family medicine rotation which means he is so lucky to leave work at 5 like most of America! Recently I may have expressed how nice it would be if Christian (who gets home at least an hour and forty-five minutes before me since I head to pilates post-work) had prepared dinner for ME when I arrived home, rather than me getting home and rushing to put something together for us both to eat.

Someone is a GREAT listener!!  Friday afternoon I got a text message from Christian telling me that he's working on dinner so I can just head home and relax.  We had some champagne to toast our less-than-a-month-to-wedding countdown and I kicked my feet up with Lula LaShonda while declaring it LADIES NIGHT (CHBoo still disagrees with this declaration...so call it a self-proclaimed ladies night).

I'll take it.  He doesn't even live with me yet and if this is going to become an occasional treat?  I'll put a ring on it.

This was his own creation...no google search or recipe outline for this guy.  I wonder if following a recipe is like asking for directions for men?

I asked what I should call this creation of his and all he would say was, "delicious," so I'll share with you what this dish really included -- flatbread with sautéed spinach, mozzarella, grilled chicken and a balsamic glaze.  The mushrooms were stuffed with mozzarella cheese and spinach.

I casually watched him cook and raised an eyebrow here and there but didn't say anything...mostly I enjoyed listening to him explain his creation, "it's kind of an open gyro, it's kind of a salad, it's kind of a pizza, it's kind of amazing."