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An old thread, but I was thinking about making a new thread ... and then I found this one.
I'm the cook in the family. It was that way when my wife and I were dating, and it continued as a stay-at-home Dad, and it's still that way. Not that my wife is helpless in the kitchen -- but pretty darn close to it. Once, when my daughter was three years old she heard me telling someone that I cooked dinners in our house. She got very indignant and pointed out that Mom had made dinner that past Saturday, while I was out. She made spaghetti.
Anyway, for tonight's dinner I made a "faux" stir fry. I start with sliced beef and onions in a heavy-bottomed, tall pot. When the beef and onions are sauteed I add vegetables -- the list varies, but tonight it was sliced yellow and green peppers, green onions, sliced radishes, shredded carrots, and (a lot of) bean sprouts. I covered the pot and let them steam themselves, stirring occasionally, then added quartered plum tomatoes and some Korean-style stir fry sauce.
We have some left-overs, but they'll be gone by tomorrow afternoon.
Tonight's movie is "to be determined." I'll have to see what's available on Netflix.
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