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Sous Chef 2

The Mild Fiancée is a better cook than I am. I'm not useless in the kitchen, but she's a better cook. She's had more practice, and has more of a passion for it. She'll look up recipes or watch YouTube videos about cooking, for example. She has favorite chefs that she likes to watch. I do not. So, basically, she has a head start in the cooking department, and she puts in more work than I do. It doesn't surprise me in the slightest that she's much more of a culinary whiz than I am.

However, that doesn't mean that I leave all of the cooking to her. For one, that doesn't seem particularly fair to me. I eat the food, too, after all. And for another, I might as well learn how to make some of the dishes, particularly if I like them (this is one of the Mild Fiancée's favorite refrains). So, I still wash, prep, chop, stir, and generally take care of other supporting type tasks in the kitchen.

The other relevant bit of information here is that we tend to meal prep on the weekends. Basically, we'll cook enough food to cover us for a few days (or the whole week). We'll make a big pot of stew and serve it a bunch of different ways throughout the week, for example. One time, we had something like thirty burritos just chilling in the freezer. Finding something to eat was NOT hard that week.

All in all, that led to us having a large amount of onions on hand for the week. We knew we were going to use them sooner rather than later, so we decided to chop them all:
There were two other tupperware containers, too
Well, I decided to chop them all. The Mild Fiancée was working on other stuff around the house, so I figured I'd be useful while she was doing all of that.

I'm glad I did, too. We've made omelettes, sautéed things, and generally put the onions to use. In fact, at one point, we remarked to the Mild Fiancée's mom that it was working out really well for us. She asked who'd chopped the onions, and I told her I had. Her response was classic:

"Oh, so she made you do the hard work."

I think I may have been tricked.

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