Usually husband mumbles his chef-talk closer towards the morning hours. But this last mumble was in the middle of the night last night.
Erik sat up in bed, opened his eyes wide, looked at me and said:
"Go ahead. Try it."
"Try what?"
"The strawberry rhubarb tart. Try it."
This may sound like something on the Perry St menu, but it's not. Who knows, maybe his dreams and chef mumbles will be his inspiration for new dishes. In the meantime, I've now got a craving for a strawberry rhubarb tart.
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-Hilary-
This blog is a place for wives, girlfriends, significant others, and anyone else stuck to a chef to come together and chirp to each other about how to deal with the nonsense that goes along with being the wife of a chef. I was struggling to live with a ghost of a husband who I never saw until I met two other chefs' wives that saved me. It was then that I realized there must be more who need love and support too, right? Hilary, First Lady Desperate Chefs'Wives instagram @hilarya25
5 comments:
Ha! Rex has yelled at me in his sleep before, something about chopping those carrots faster. Chefs! LoL
HAHAAHAHHAH!
Chef J wakes up talking about bacon on a regular basis. I look forward to those nights and the midnight laughs.
My chef barks kitchen orders!! Usually I need to fire something but one night he insisted over and over that I "get the cheese off the dresser"!!
I crack up everytime I read ChefMumbles! It's hilarious!
I can't believe these chefs!
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