I’m not a good cook. I once wandered the grocery store for what seemed like hours looking for stock. My talent is following recipes. That is my skill. Second only to my ability to see a recipe and know, with ninety percent certainty, that it is going to be a tasty ass dish if I can pull it off. My wife called me the Recipe Whisperer after pulling off this delectable morsel of lamb rub goodness. I do not care what I am called. My reward is seeing my little one eagerly take additional servings.
