I really do enjoy cooking, but it's become increasingly difficult to put a meal together. Kris and I both usually get home from work around 5pm. Kris then disappears into the bathroom for an hour while I attempt to nurse Kale/start dinner/process my day/get my work clothes off and catch up on my twitter feed. I like to think that Kris is in the bathroom plotting out a way to turn the shower into a time machine that will make us millionaire's and allow us to revisit Kale as a sweet baby when he becomes a hormonal teenager and can't stand us. In reality, I know he's catching up on his twitter feed too.
So in the past couple of months I found myself cooking less and microwaving/heating/bbqing more. Our grocery bill was growing, but I justified the extra cost because dinner was easier. We were eating a lot of brown rice/meat/steamed veggie combo's. Healthy, but BORING. Oh, so boring.
After a few weeks of this, I couldn't take it anymore. I went back to menu planning and our weekly grocery bill went way down. And so - in my usual style of giving a long (and probably unnecessary) introduction to the whole purpose of this post....
This week I cooked.
Sunday: Chicken with tomato herb pan sauce, roasted cauliflower and brown rice.
Monday: portobello, broccoli and red pepper melts with potato wedges
Tuesday: locally sourced and homemade snacks (work event)
Wednesday: steak fajitas with homemade guacamole and tortilla chips
Thursday: peppercorn crusted pork tenderloin, broccoli & cheddar stuffed potato and carrots
nom. nom. nom.