I love it when Victor heads into the kitchen. We love the same foods but we do cook differently. I’m the primary cook so I tend to be a bit more cavalier in my attitude – and messes. Victor is more precise, and while I can splatter a wall  at a hundred paces, his messes are more confined. Usually. My heart swells when I walk into the kitchen and see a mound of pots and pans, cups and spoons, and major disarray. It doesn’t happen often, but it’s fun when it does. I just snicker as I’m thrown out of the kitchen.

The cod, above, was one of the lesser-messes – if one could call a saucepan, a skillet, and a roasting pan a mess at all. But what it lacked in mess, it more than made up for in taste. It was one good hunk of fish!

It was simply panko breadcrumbs mixed with grated parmesan cheese, and a pinch of pepper, lightly fried until crisp.  Oven-roasted potatoes and fresh peas. Simplicity.

It proves that a great dinner can be simple and not make a huge mess in the kitchen.

For some people.