Why it's nice when a man can cook...

Since I've been on crutches for the last four weeks with a broken foot, Jason has been doing all the cooking. It's really made me appreciate his food skills!  Instead of ordering pizza all the time or just barbecuing hot dogs every night, we've had all kinds of good food. And we've worked out a decent system: I try to think of what to make for dinner and get the meat out of the freezer, and then when he gets home from work, he cooks it.

Chicken stir-fry:

Meat balls with orzo and green beans:

I do try to help out with chopping vegetables (something Jason isn't fond of and I kinda like), but once my foot starts getting sore i'm thankful to be able to escape to the couch and let him do the rest....