There's nothing sexier than a man in the kitchen...

I've heard it said that the way to a man's heart is through his stomache. However, I can guarantee that it's also one of the best way to a woman's heart. Friday night, after the movie "Australia," (which, by the way I thoroughly enjoyed) we came back to my place and L cooked dinner for us. Oh my gosh! It was so much fun to just sit back with my glass of Shiraz and watch him go at it. He was having a lot of fun, too, guaranteeing that I was going to go out of my mind after tasting it all. All I had to do was set the table ( I threw two place mats on the table and a knife and fork each and we carried our wine glasses in when dinner was served.)

So what was so good? Well, saliva is building up just from the memory! We had rack of lamb - done in his own, made-from-scratch marinade. He did roasted potatoes with some sort of whatsit drizzled on top (oh yes, extra virgin olive oil) and spices, and asparagus sauteed in the frying pan with butter, freshly chopped garlic and ginger and a drizzle of lemon juice. He also made a great salad, but we didn't even get to that.

L loves to cook and watches all the cooking shows, including "Restaurant Makeover" on TV. I think that's just perfect as I hate to cook but love all the home renovations and interior design shows. Naturally, I showed him my appreciation for the movie and dinner and told him he's welcome to cook for me any time.

He did remind me, though, that I made my mother's recipe for homemade macaroni and cheese for him years ago, and he'd love it if I made it for him again. So I guess it's my turn next.

Oh, L cleaned everything up, too.