The man of the house made dinner tonight. Not fancy — a steak stir-fry and garlic bread — but colorful and crunchy yummy. It’s not uncommon, either. I work longer hours and I have the longer commute. A friend was over for dinner tonight and it was comfortable and normal.
Today, for some reason, it reminded me of this song by Talis Kimberley:
Funny how the heroes change
My childhood knights, you’d find it strange
To occupy the daydreams I have now
Sure you ride a white horse, wave a sword,
And pledge your honour to some liege lord,
But when you’ve spilled your blood and made your vow…
Someone rubbed the horse down and got the creature fed
Someone set the table and someone made the bed,
Someone cleaned the boots and fixed the tack, washed the clothes, and put it all back
With a flask of something good and strong that was brewed last year when the nights were long…
— from Kitchen Heroes
Tonight, I have a kitchen hero. I am happy.