1. One Pan Chicken Curry
2. Salisbury Steak
3. Baked Curried Chicken
4. Keema
5. Spaghetti with Meat Sauce
6. Pork Chops and Pilaf
7. Kofta Kari
8. Turkish Pilaf
9. Oven Fried Chicken
10. Peach Curry Chicken
11. Turkey Curry
12. Swedish Meatballs
13. Turkey a la King (Chicken)

So did I mention my husband is picky?  These are all things my picky, or as he likes to say, "Discerning", hubby eats.  I'm so grateful to his childhood friend who entered his life at the age of 10 that introduced him to Indian Food.  Thank you, thank you, thank you!

You will notice there is nary a mushroom, egg, any bacon or ham, sour cream, milk, BBQ sauce, hot sauce, chili, broccoli, cauliflower, cabbage, spinach, liver, sweet potatoes, turnips, lima beans or anchovies.  From spinach to the end of the list I understand.  I don't like them either.  He also won't eat, pancakes, waffles, french toast, most desserts, fish (except canned tuna in tuna salad), leftovers, bagels, English muffins, cheese on burgers, tacos, burritos, cottage cheese, Krispy Kremes and lots of others my brain can't think of now.

Given the litany above, you can understand that finding things he would eat was indeed a challenge.  Then enters daughter #1.  She was picker than him.  They had 2 vegetables in common and beef or pork for protein.  Dinner was very interesting--lots of pasta growing up and only Daddy can make mac & cheese the right way.  I was raising a "blue box" snob!

Daughter #2 was picky too, but differently.  She had texture issues that DH had generously passed on to her.  Also all her food had to kind of "go together".  She has a short list of things she doesn't eat, but they tend to be creamy textures that have lumps in it (unblended yogurt was a huge thing...no lumps of fruit for her thank you!), watery eggs, chocolate, and squash seemed to be the biggest problems.  There are others, but it's late and I can't think right now.

The girls are much less picky now that they are adults, but I still can't serve curry when my older daughter comes to dinner...too spicy.  But she eats burritos, now so that's good except, well, her dad won't touch them with a 10 foot pole! Ah, such is my dining life.

Until tomorrow...