I'm stuffed

I had my quiet Thanksgiving with my Dear Partner J. We decided to just stay home together and cook. Cooking together is as much as date as anything for us. J, of course, organizes everything. I just don the apron and help where help is needed, unless the parents are around. Then there are just too many cooks in the kitchen. We have a galley kitchen, so two people moving about in the kitchen at a time is about max for us.
While I have garnered a reputation for burning things like rice and pizza, when it’s just J and I and my sole focus is the food I can hold my own. I somehow manage to make some great things. Last time we had a quiet, just the two of us, Thanksgiving I made some pretty delightful crème fraiche biscuits and a delicious pumpkin pie. This time, I made a ginger cranberry chutney and chopped the sweet potatoes and Brussel sprouts for some of the other fixings.
I guess I consider myself a fair-weather cook, like fair-weather sports fans. I enjoy the act of cooking when I’m not trying to stuff it between a full day of work and carting a kid to some kind of activity. I do that kind of cooking, too, but that’s when I lose focus and am apt to burn things.
Nothing was burned on Thanksgiving, except the marshmallows on the sweet potatoes, but that was on purpose with a crème brulee torch. Yes, we have one of those just lying around in our kitchen. I thought I’d share a photo of our meal. I was truly fantastic and fun. I suppose I should insist on just such a date night at least once a month.