There is Hope

His Majesty, my husband, made a New Year's Resolution this year to help the cooks in the kitchen prepare our feast once a week. He chose Wednesdays as his night.

For Queen Mum, this was wonderful to hear, because she doesn't usually make it home until after 5:45 (running the kingdom is not easy work) and, in actually, she does not have a real cooking staff. I have a cooking staff of 1, me, and occasionally Princess Brianna is good for offering to stir various pots and chopping vegetables.

The first Wednesday I came home, His Majesty was still in bed (he works nights, remember). I knew he wanted help with his first few meals, but I at least expected him to be awake - I was a bit disappointed and set about my work of gathering a leftover feast because I was not in the mood to drum up new goods.

Last night, however, His Majesty was as good as his word. I started him with something simple - Chicken Voila! He cut up chicken and he sauteed it nicely (there's only about enough chicken for His Majesty alone in a bag of Chicken Voila! so I add a lb myself, plus more vegetables).

These are great for a quick meal for working moms, and it gives the non-cooker, like His Majesty, some confidence that he can make something edible for the family. Something about watching a man cook for you is pretty hot, too. Definitely got a few kisses and hugs squeezed in between stirring sessions. This is going to give my Wednesdays a whole new meaning to Hump Day.