Two Strikes

They say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. And so in my attempt to be the dutiful wife, I started cooking dinner for the hubs. Unfortunately, the results haven't been great. My first attempt was scoffed at (not by the hubs but my colleague) as not much of an attempt; it was a mushroom salad with chicken. 

My second attempt was egg noodle with lemon grass, which was rather bland and tasted nothing like lemon grass. Worse, the hubs outdid me with his Emperor Chicken. Argh, I got to step up the game.

But here's to me trying...