Let's name our first son Keller

This weekend was a cooking extravaganza for Max. He was inspired to make not one, not two but three incredible meals. And the digital camera was left at work over the weekend, so no photos were taken! Almost criminal if you ask me.

My brother bought Max the French Laundry Cookbook for his birthday. Chef, Thomas Keller, is a real genius. Max explains that the ingredients aren't extravagant, or that out of ordinary. In fact most of the groceries are ones we buy already. Instead, it's the way in which he infuses the flavor, and puts things together that make it amazing.

Friday night, my brother and I were spoiled by the Sweet Potato Agnolotti with Sage Cream and Brown Butter. I had to hold myself back from licking the plate. Heavenly. Yesterday Max made an eggplant lasagna without noodles, and a variety of calzones. Both the dough and tomato sauce made from scratch! Again, heavenly.

I am not a cook. I am an infant in the kitchen. But I love to watch. And I clean a mean dish. Max likes to make food, and have me there to chat while he does it. We spent hours in the kitchen while he made all these things, and then enjoyed a delicious dinner of left over sauce and noodles from the Agnolotti dough scraps.

We are planning to save up for a few years, in order to have dinner at the French Laundry Restaurant. This will help us to determine just how close Max's meals are to the original. Consider it research.