It’s been another long week for me dealing with COVID. I’m finally starting to feel better, but I’ve been worried about my dad who was in the hospital for a week dealing with his own COVID complications. Thankfully, he’s finally back home.
I mention my mom a lot in this column, because she’s an amazing cook from whom I’ve learned a lot. My dad has asked if I mention him, and I don’t think I have much. Mainly because this is a column about cooking, not a handy-man column.
My dad has recently “retired” from having his own heating and cooling business, but he still is called on often for help from family and friends who need something fixed. If a furnace breaks down, my dad can fix it. If a pipe is leaking, he is still licensed in plumbing and can get it to stop. If anything breaks down in the house, I know he can help me figure out how to get it going again, but when it comes to cooking … my dad is not the person to ask for advice.
With my mom always doing the cooking, my dad doesn’t need to be a chef, too. As far as I know, his expertise in the kitchen ends with pouring a bowl of cereal or making toast.
He did try making Manwich one time. My mom was gone, and he was tired of eating cereal. He found a can of Manwich in the cupboard and decided to make it himself. He opened the can, poured it in a bowl and heated it in the microwave. Then he put some on a bun and took a big bite. He quickly realized he had done something wrong. Yes, he forgot the meat! Yuck!
So, the reason I don’t mention my dad much here is because he can’t offer much for help in the kitchen … at least not when it comes to cooking. Now if my stove broke down or the kitchen faucet was dripping, he would be the first person I would call. Love ya, Dad, but you’re no chef.
This week I’m sharing a great recipe to make during these bitterly cold days. If you love a good cheesy beer soup, you’ll want to give this one a try. It doesn’t take long to whip up, and it’s a great recipe to warm you up. Enjoy!