I almost forgot that this is the McLinky Monday at RHOK. The subject this Monday is Newlyweds. This one is sharing a funny newlywed story. I have to go a bit back as I have been married for 34 years. My memory gets a bit fuzzy going back that far. We we very, very young, 19, both of us. When it became clear that The Hubby was going to make this a serious pairing my father started holloring at me to get in the kitchen and learn how to cook for real from my mother. I knew how to cook but not a lot of stuff, mainly chocolate chip cookies. We married and moved into a sweet apartment close to the Swan Lake area here in Tulsa. One day we went to work and I had decided to cook fried chicken, like my Momma made. I set the frozen chicken out on the counter at 7:30 or so that morning and left for work. I didn't arrive home until about 5:15 and started to prepare the chicken. I thought there was a kind of funny smell but I was just so young and inexperienced I didn't know. I prepared the chicken, salt and pepper, lots of black pepper and flour. I got the oil hot in my electric skillet and started to cook the chicken. There is nothing like the smell of bad chicken frying let me tell you. I was so upset that I ruined out dinner and since we were so tight on funds it was financially not good. I cried as I tossed that horrible smelling chicken out with flour all over my face and hands with tears streaming down my dust covered face. The Hubby came home and I was a mess. He felt so sorry for me, hugged and assured me it was alright. I felt as if I had failed as a wife which was silly but it was devasting for me. I don't even remember what we had for dinner that night but we ate something I'm sure. A few days later I came home from work and when I put the key in the door I smelled the most wonderful smell, fried chicken. He had come home early and was cooking dinner "to show me" how it is done. I let him, to this day believe that he showed me how to fry chicken but really what I learned was how to thaw out meat in the refrigerator, I KNOW how to fry chicken. It was sweet.