Once upon a time, I liked to cook. Back then, I had no kid, an easy dog, one job, no school and basically no responsibilities. Now? I hate to cook. I don't have time, and I cook maybe once a month. Sometimes once every two months.
Last week, Guinevere was sick again and it was immediately clear that I would have to stay home with her. She requested blueberries for breakfast and I thought, I can do better than that, so I started rifling through our pantry for a boxed blueberry muffin mix. At which point Tyler offered the suggestion that I should just make them from scratch. He found this recipe and it looked manageable enough, so I halved it, and made them. And they were amazing. Not very pretty, but tasted amazing. AMAZING.
Even the kid thought so. And we all know her opinion is the most important one!
Then, for lunch, I decided to make an Avocado Chicken Salad that I'd seen on Pinterest. This is my new favorite food. And now that I've posted this picture, I'm craving it again. I could eat this every day.
Dinners are tricky since Tyler is dieting. And me, well, any diet that doesn't let me eat at Taco Bell is a waste of my time. But this looked yummy, and fit in with his plan, and seemed easy enough. I loved it, Tyler was "meh", and so I gobbled up all the leftovers over the weekend.
I'm not sure I can keep this sort of effort up, but maybe dinner once a week is possible?
Any others who don't cook?