Let’s say it again, shall we? My son cooked dinner! And for those of you who are new here, or maybe just a bit inattentive, I’ll point out that he’s five.
Hats off to the Spatulatta girls, who provided the inspiration and recipes.
The menu: rigatoni with pesto, sauteed spinach (ok, Tony made that), and chocolate covered bananas.
Eli kept marveling, “No Da-da make dinner. No Mama make dinner. Mama hehp Buh-buh make dinner. Buh-buh make dinner!” And Ben was a very proud chef, indeed, telling Tony, “You’re not going to believe how delicious this is, Daddy!”
And indeed it was.