Brian's got a little mini-vacation going on right now and today he wanted me to make him a big ol' breakfast. He wanted (turkey) bacon, eggs, and pancakes. Yes, I said "and pancakes"
I asked him if he was serious, after all that is a lot of food. He reiterated. "I want 2 slices of bacon, three eggs, and 5 pancakes."
So I hop into the kitchen and I make the bacon, I stir the pancake batter and I decide that he really does not need 3 eggs or 5 pancakes. I gave him 2 eggs and 3 pancakes (which is actually a serving! but don't tell him that haha) and he had 2 slices of t-bacon. Which I burnt, trying to get everything else taken care of but that's alright. He said it was really good any way and he ate it all. Meanwhile, I had 3 slices of t-bacon (2 points) 1 whole egg, scrambled (2 points) 1/4 c. fat free shredded cheddar cheese (1 point) and a flour tortilla (3 points) to make a breakfast wrap. I'm sad that I was not able to get my Mission low carb tortillas (Brian said they were too expensive- which they are! $4.50 for 10, or $2 for 8 of the store brand)
I ask him if he wants toast as I am finishing up his meal, being a smart ass. Kind of like, geeze, you really need ALL of this food? And he pauses and thinks for a moment as if he is seriously considering whether or not he actually needs toast on top of all this, and then says "nah." I told him I was proud of him for not going full on glutton for me, just moderate glutton! (Again, being a smart ass)
I honestly love cooking for my husband and I only give him a hard time about how much he eats but really, he only eats one meal a day. I love making him a big meal it makes me feel like a real wife. I don't think he's a fat ass or anything (though to be honest, there is no way in hell I could eat all of that!)
He is all full and happy now and playing some video games. It's nice to have him home.