Well, I found a spot to hang it in the kitchen and I clipped a few magazine pages to it for future meal inspiration. It looked like a mess--ripped out magazine clippings hung on the wall--was not even cute. . . sorry, did not a pic of that.
When I got up Sunday morning inspiration of another kind struck. I went to the basement and brought up a box of my red-handled vintage kitchen utensils. I wired them to the cage.
Ta da! I like this much better!
DH does not need any meal inspiration. He's doing pretty good on his own. He made square burgers to fit on the grilled bread...genius!
Ladies in the grocery store are even asking him for recipes. Saturday an 80-something year old lady struck up a conversation in the produce aisle and was amazed that he did all the shopping and even cooked. She asked him what he was cooking for dinner and then asked for his recipe for cucumbers in sour cream. He got a big kick out of that.


