Where am I? Am I blending whipped cream?
No. You're sleeping... in a bed... on the 20th floor... in Jersey City.
I need nice, soft peaks for this whipped cream.
Whatever.
Food is Love,
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
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5 comments:
Ha! Super cute! It is necessary to have nice, soft peaks...
Yes nice soft peaks is a must! He must be making a delicious dessert!
My Chef talked about a garlic press
one night!
Ok I am new to your blog and this made me laugh out loud! My husband is also a Chef, and he woke me up the other night talking is his sleep saying... "I need you to whip that more, there needs to be more air in it", then said "julienne those carrots, come on!". So I realte to this. Thank you for creating this blog!
I left the message above, My name is Talia, from Santa Rosa.
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