I am the Ironchef

Okay, I think I might be like the best cook in the world; I defiantly deserve my own cooking show (Rachael Ray has nothing on me!). So this weekend, Matt and I perused the Southern Living cookbook I got for Christmas, and we each picked a meal we wanted to cook. Today was my day, and I made a smoked BBQ brisket--O...M...G!!! It was sooooo good.

Beef: $10.00
Bottle of wine: $8.00
Marinade: $5 and 24 hours
Slaving over a hot stove: 6 hours
Matt whining that it was taking too long: 1.5 hours
The end result: priceless!!!

I would take a picture, but we pretty much ate the whole thing and in under 20 mins. I should also mention that yesterday (Matt's day to cook) he decided on fried fish and baked beans. I will also share with you the quote of the day: Matt turns to me on our way home from the grocery store and says, "Now I want to be the one to cook the fish, okay? That's my meal, I get to cook it......(silence)......you do understand that this means you will do all the cooking and I will just take all the credit...." But to give the boy credit, he did help a lot in the kitchen. He made his own batter and did an awesome job of dredging, battering, and frying the fish. And I did an awesome job of doing the dishes.