Until recently, the “Dad” in Dad’s Recipe Box was me, and only me. But a friend had assumed all along that DRB was about dads who cook at home. What a concept. At some point, my friend’s dad took over as chief cook for the four girls under 12. “It was beans and franks, beans and franks, and beans and franks.” Funny, but sad.
This, I hope, was an extreme case. In my My own history was that my latent interest in cooking and the Queen’s burgeoning home-based business coincided with a time in my career when I could be home in time to cook most days. The kids were in junior high mostly and amused by my cooking and especially my mistakes. We (well, actually, they) still talk about the garlic butter left over from last night’s garlic bread that I served with Saturday morning’s pancakes. Y-u-u-u-k!
Now, I’m sure there are lots of dads who cook for spouse and kid(s) routinely and probably do a great job. There are some others, no doubt, who can mange beans and franks, order-in pizza, and maybe not much else. More power to them. We offer some new content on DRB in their honor and, we hope, to let them know that this, too, shall pass. (pun intended)
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