You know the people who love to cook and experiment in the kitchen? That is not me. I wish it was. I am always a little envious of the people who talk about cooking like it is therapy. I love the idea of going into the kitchen and starting with a recipe as a base, and then making it my own with different seasonings and spices, but in reality I like to get in and out of the kitchen as quickly as possible.
I also like to wait until I am already hungry to start thinking about what I want to eat, or at least I used to until I realized that 1). waiting until I am hungry to start thinking about what to eat leads me to make less-than-healthy decisions and 2). planning ahead makes life a lot easier with a toddler in the house. This realization is what made me start thinking about meal planning and prepping.
There is, that adorable face wrapped up with a big red bow. This is the gift that probably made someone the best parent in the world, or maybe this was the promise of commitment from the most loving caring significant other. Or perhaps it was the gift of joy and companionship to an elderly or lonely relative. That’s wonderful, who wouldn’t be thrilled? The questions now that the tree is down and everyone is back to their regularly scheduled lives, what do we do with this puppy?