Penne with Pesto

Atlantic Salmon with Avocado Salad with Warm Orange Vinegrette

Saturday night dinner at the DeepKick residence. Why does it require a blog entry?

Because... are you sitting down?...

No, really! You need to be sitting down! YOU. WON'T. BELIEVE. IT!!!!!

MY HUSBAND COOKED DINNER.

Yes, Big Jay who generally can't boil water. For whom toast is an accomplishment.

All I can say is THANK YOU He Cooks. What started as a Christmas present idea with little prognosis of success has resulted in an enthusiastic husband who has signed up for the full course and is gingerly dipping his toe into my domain (i.e. the kitchen).

As Big Jay would say "Happy Days!".

I have a very handy husband. It's a pity he chooses to only use his handiness on a limited and very exclusive basis. Because when he does use it - WOW!





A beer tub.


A wine bucket.


A handy tea towel rail.


A beer top bin.


A sense of humour.


It has EVERYTHING!!




Our very own outdoor bar, for under $100 in materials. Much bigger and better than a similar, much smaller one, which is selling at the gorgeous kitchenware shop at Cherrybrook for $349.

It's moments like these when I start to believe he didn't just get his carpentry qualification from a Corn Flakes' box.