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| Here I am pretending to be happy in my kitchen. A dish towel is my most common fashion accessory. |
Here's the problem. I love to eat. So in order for me to do that I have to cook. Or at least figure out an easy pull-from-the-fridge-or-pantry type of meal. I wouldn't mind living in the Jetson's age, where a person just pushes a button and a complete, nutritious meal pops out for them ready to eat.
I spent 30-plus years making healthy meals for my family when my children were young. We rarely ate out and we all survived my cooking. It seems like that many years of doing something I don't even like should be enough, right? So these days, we eat out more. It's way less expensive now that there's only two of us. And we usually bring home enough food for another meal or two, which is almost as economical as eating at home.
And God bless my dear husband, Rollin, who eats anything I put in front of him and never complains about my lack of culinary skills. And also, thank God that one of his favorite meals is a tuna sandwich.
How about you? Do you like cooking? Love it? Hate it? Refuse to do it? Sound off in the comments.
I like cooking...in a spotless kitchen that magically stays that way, all by myself, when all of the ingredients are still in the fridge and haven't been stolen by little chubby baby fingers :) I'd like it better if there weren't so many steps - menu planning, grocery list, shopping, putting the groceries away, cooking, serving, put food away, wash dishes, clean off counters and table, sweep the floor. THREE TIMES A DAY
ReplyDeleteI feel your pain. All those steps! And so many little hands in the mix. Blessings, for sure, but LOTS of extra work. I don't know how you do it. THREE TIMES A DAY! Love you, daughter.
DeleteYou're still my favorite cook :)
DeleteDitto everything you said! But yesterday, I had the most amazing tomato and cucumber sandwich with veggies picked from my garden. I do love grocery shopping in my backyard. And no real cooking for that meal, either. :-D
ReplyDeleteThat sounds fabulous. The only grocery shopping I can do in my backyard is citrus (lemons, oranges, grapefruit) when they're in season. And I'm not complaining one bit. :)
DeleteI went the three meals a day route when our children were younger. My husband came home for lunch (he worked nearby) and we all ate together at night. Then when the children became teens they all worked at fast food restaurants, so ate their meals there and it was just my husband and me. The last few years it was simple. I ate breakfast about 6:30, my husband around 9:30--usually just a bowl of cereal. Same at lunch. I ate about noon, he about 2:30--usually a sandwich, sometimes the rest of a can of soup I opened. He had such a small appetite. We did do better in the evening. Sometimes a frozen dinner, but quite often the meat/potatoes/ carrots meal in the Crock-Pot, and that was usually enough for two meals. We ate out once a week and always brought home enough for another meal. I actually miss the days when five of us sat around the table and shared the day's events. Back then I enjoyed trying new recipes and shopping. Now it's just me, and it's hard to cook a big meal for one person. Breakfasts and lunches are easy; evening meals harder. (Of course, there are always the days after the D'Backs score 5 runs and I can get free tacos!) Enjoyed your blog, Linda.
ReplyDeleteMe, too! Love to eat, hate to cook. I do love your dishtowel fashion statement. You look so culinary!
ReplyDeleteHaha! Thanks, Andrea. :)
ReplyDeleteJessica, I'm glad I'm someone's favorite cook. <3
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