Teamwork Makes the Dreamwork
I left them on the counter and told my husband of my failed attempt at cooking. I was disappointed, and about to throw them out.
He took out a crock pot, filled it with chicken broth, onions, mushrooms, with a dash of seasoning and tomato paste. The dish cooked for three hours.
It’s nice to be on a team who helps correct your mistakes. Who won’t let you fail. Where your contribution is valued, even if it’s not perfect.
The house filled with a savory aroma. When the kids asked what there was to eat, my husband responded, “Your mom made meatballs.”
He gave me credit. Now that’s a great teammate.
The meatballs were delicious. I suppose teamwork was the most important ingredient.