A family sandwich with love!

Life group: “Whose turn was it for dinner tonight?!” My wife Sajjad says this and goes to the refrigerator to take a look and see what we have for dinner. As I leave the clothes sitting, I say to the heart of the washing machine: “There was no turn, sir!” Everyone was supposed to have more time and patience to prepare the dinner, but…” He takes an apple from the fridge and bites it, then as his lips are full, he says in a strange voice, “But we decided to have justice!” I shake my head and answer, “Well, it’s your turn.”

This promise has been with us since the first days of our lives. That “because we are both working!” Let’s share all the housework together. Of course, we didn’t take turns so that if one of us wasn’t in the mood one day, this wouldn’t become a torment for him.” A promise that has now become a habit after a year. A habit that sometimes surprises our guests. Sometimes it becomes the lifestyle of couples who are guests of our house for the first time. Now some of our guests, when they see Sajjad cooking, squint behind their eyes and say under their lips: “Does a man cook!”

Cooking and paradise without accounting!

Maybe this is your question too, let me say first: Yes, it does! By the way, men who help at home are dear to God. Even the Prophet, may God bless him and his family, and Amir al-Mominin Jan, helped in the housework. Do you want a document?! The Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace, says: “O Ali, whoever does not consider serving his family a disgrace, God will enter him into Paradise without reckoning. Or Ali, serving the families is an atonement for great sins, and appeases the anger of the Lord, and increases good deeds and rank. Ya Ali does not serve his family unless he is a righteous man and a martyr or a man who wants God to give him the good of this world and the hereafter.” In short, if you want heaven without accounting, roll up your sleeves and be an artist in the kitchen for a few days. .

After asking ten times what do you want me to cook and examining the refrigerator, Sajjad says, “We currently have chicken in our refrigerator. Shall I make a chicken sandwich?!” I want to say that we just ate, but I know that success is mandatory and he wanted to make this; Otherwise, he wants to sit next to my ear for another hour and ask what I should cook?! I always thought that only women were involved in this challenge of what to cook, but Sajjad seems to be worse than me. By the way, I forgot to tell you that my wife did not know how to cook, every time I prepared food, she would come and stand by my hand to learn. A few days later, when it was his turn, he would make exactly the same food, although he would add and subtract a few things to his recipe to name it for the chef! Now, since I made a chicken sandwich for him a few days ago, he wants to test himself and eat it with the special name of the chef. Of course, his hand should not hurt!

As usual, he puts a chair in the kitchen for me and starts teaching me the recipes like cooking shows. I also listen carefully as if I taught him this myself two days ago. The necessary ingredients are tastefully put in the container and arranged on the cabinet. He seriously says to me: “Well, ladies and gentlemen at home and you, dear host, the food we are going to prepare together today is very easy and inexpensive. It just needs some chicken breast. A small onion and spices and sandwich bread. This description of the necessary ingredients makes me laugh. But I, like him, have immersed myself in my role. I ask: “Excuse me, Mr. Chef, how much does a little bit of chicken mean exactly?” He laughs at himself. Then he smartly answers: “Well, I don’t know exactly, but whatever they thought. For example, since I prepare this for myself and my wife, half a kilo of chicken is enough. Hostess, please don’t ask too many questions, the time of the program is short!”

He looks at an imaginary camera and continues: “Well, dear viewers, I was saying that instead of always cooking the chicken and turning it into a stew and leaving it tasteless in front of the family. You can make a simple and attractive dish that is very tasty! Just cut the onions into rings and let it cook completely with the chicken and water. Add salt and spices as desired to remove the unpleasant smell of the chicken! I usually use a little thyme, garlic powder, and turmeric myself, and it smells really good.” He takes an imaginary camera and cooks the chicken with the same spices he said before, then asks, “Ms. Moderator, you don’t have any questions.” ! If there is, ask.”
I narrowed my eyes and said, “Why, Mr. Chef, I did not understand that first part. God forbid, you don’t mean that I cook tasteless chicken for you when you said that?! Huh?! Did you mean it?!”

laughs I get greedy. I pick up the mop and point it towards him as a threat. He raises his hands, which means he has surrendered. It seems that he does not care about his dear viewers even in red times. Maybe it is his trick to make me laugh and wash away today’s fatigue. He clears his voice and says: “Well, finally the antenna is live and usually this happens. I apologize to you, dear viewers. For you to see a short part, our chicken is also cooked and we will come back to you!”

Sometimes the cook becomes two, and that’s when Vavila…

I laugh at his ridiculous games. It’s always like that when we are bored, cooking becomes fun for us. It can be fun. Sometimes these jokes and fingernails before the meal stick to our hearts more than the food itself. Sometimes cooking is a way of love for us. For example, when Sajjad has a lot of work, I prepare the food he likes for him. But sometimes the cook becomes two, and that’s when Vavila…

Until the chicken is cooked in the pot, Sajjad lies down in front of the television. my work is done Against his will, I go to the potty. Thank God, I arrived early, as usual, Mr. Wife was distracted by TV and burned the little food. I turn off the burner and call: Mr. Chef, your food is burnt. He gets up in a panic. He asks hundreds of questions until he reaches the kitchen. Seriously burned?! You’r right?! Hasn’t Bush gotten up yet?! Why didn’t you say earlier! Does it mean fuel? Too bad. It arrives and he feels relieved. He gives me a triumphant smile: “No, my lady, I was careful. Can my food burn?”

He washes his hands. He says “Bismillah” and starts shaving the chickens. As soon as he finishes his work, he calls out to me: Hostess, come, let’s record the rest of the program!
– Sajad, let go, I’m hungry!
_ It can’t be, madam! Dear viewers are waiting for it, I promise it will be ready soon!

I go and sit on the same chair: “Okay, Mr. Chef!” He puts a pan on the gas and turns on the flame: “Dear viewers, we are with you with the continuation of the cooking program with the seasoning of love!” Until you left and came back, me and this bad-tempered presenter cooked these chickens and grilled them. Now pour half of the butter into the pan and let it melt. If the butter is vegetable, it will smell better. Of course, you can also use oil. When the oil is hot. We immediately add the chicken and fry quickly. Now it is the turn of spices. Add salt, black pepper, paprika, thyme, garlic powder. Fry for 2-3 minutes until the chicken becomes golden. Please, the food is ready. You can eat your sandwich with pickled cucumber, tomato and lettuce, which is more delicious, of course, leave this step to the lady of the house! »

_Thank you for this recipe full of sarcasm, sir. Am I rude?!

It’s the last bites. I thank God for the day he gave and for the good now. To be honest, Sajjad’s cooking is getting better than mine day by day. I think that happiness means these laughs for no reason, these small joys and these ridiculous games of Sajjad. I remember the words of my friend, he used to say: “We used to divide the work, but my wife only cooked a few times, and she didn’t like it at all. Mr. Sajjad, how can he be so enthusiastic!”

I review the answer I gave him again in my mind: “I don’t complain to Sajjad why he left the kitchen, he was a sloppy cook at the beginning, but then he learned little by little. I really appreciate the food. I tell his good things and he understands his weaknesses. I don’t teach him like a mother and I don’t blame him. We experience learning food together and I only tell the recipe. Sajjad himself does so much trial and error that his recipes are different and taste the best. That’s why everyone who comes to our house likes to eat Sajjad’s cooking”!

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