Can he cook or what?

When I got home last night I found Jeremy in our pantry, pulling out jars of roasted peppers and containers of couscous. He'd already been in the refrigerator and the freezer. On the table were frozen tilapia, frozen peas, garlic, parmesan cheese, lemons, yellow and red peppers and a zucchini.

Twenty minutes later while the garlic and parmesan crusted tilapia were in the oven and the veggie couscous was finished he went back into the pantry for a can of red beans and whipped up a bean and roasted pepper cold salad with garlic/citrus dressing because, he said "I had an extra five minutes."

All I had to do was refill the pepper mill and pour myself a glass of wine.

Jeremy is best-friends-forever with the oldest child in the house. I hope she keeps him.

(Apologies for no photos of the chef and his feast. Alas, my Sony Cybershot went cyber-kaput a few days ago.)