Pans on the Porch

T and I are having a bit of a disagreement about kitchen cleaning. I won't go into the details, but it resulted in him putting a bunch of unwashed pots and pans out on the porch this morning.

He thinks he will be fine eating whatever I prepare without using those pots and pans (and whatever else winds up out there before this dispute plays out). But he nearly threw a fit when I served PB&J sandwiches and popcorn for dinner one night last week (and fixed himself a salad in defiance, although W and I munched happily on what I'd fixed), so I can't imagine he'll last long on what I'll come up with.

However, I heard sounds coming from the kitchen while W and I are upstairs napping, so perhaps I won't have to come up with creative meal plans. I've got a rack of lamb thawing in the refrigerator, I suspect T is looking forward more to eating that tonight than winning the battle over the drying rack.