Chapter 12
“What’s that big plastic bin for?” I said.
“He’ll need a box in which to store the toys.”
“You did good. Come over here and let me reward you.”
He moved up against me, and I put my arms around him. We kissed for a while, and he said, “That’s not the reward I really want, but it’ll do as a down payment.” He sniffed the air. “Something smells good.”
“I tried my hand at Janet’s picadillo recipe,” I said. “Have a seat, and we’ll see if you think I succeeded.”
I poured him a glass of wine, and he sat. As I was placing dishes on the table, he looked at my yellow pad and said, “What’s all this?”
“Look the sketches over and see how smart you are.”
In between bites of picadillo, he examined the sketches carefully. “I think you’ve got Janet’s recipe down pat, this is good.”
“Thanks.”
“On the other hand, it tastes slightly different.”
“That’s because I added a little garlic powder and some raisins.”