The Good Wife...

The good wife makes pear and almond tart for her husband and her friends even though she despises is not keen on it.

The good wife carefully makes a sweet crust pastry by hand, chills it in the fridge, rolls it out and lines the dish, chills it again and then blind bakes it.

The good wife makes frangipane from scratch, even though she would sooner remove her eyeballs with a spoon than eat anything containing ground almonds.

The good wife carefully slices pears and beats off the wasps that are attracted to the scent whilst hoping that she doesn't get stung and require a trip to a&e. She then carefully places them on the accursed frangipane and cooks it all carefully.

The good wife makes a glaze of apricot jam and lemon juice once she has returned from the shop once again having forgotten he jam on the previous two trips and tries with a reasonable amount of success not to burn herself too severely on the molten jam.

The good wife makes the pudding that she hates and won't be eating with good grace and without a single moan....

But I'm not the good wife because whilst I may have made the bloody thing I have groused and complained and left nobody in any doubt as to my feelings about said bastard pudding :D. They'd better enjoy every single mouthful - or else!