I've been doing it for 33 years and, like Brett Favre, sometimes I pull it out, sometimes I don't, often it's a spectacular success, and more often than I care to mention, I fall flat on my face.
I survive by planning ahead - to a point - and improvising.
I grew up with a mom who was so organized we knew what we were having every night of the week: meatloaf one day, on others pork chops, liver and onions, fish, chicken, etc. A simple way to organize, and I envy the predictability. I can only predict what we're having one night a week: Friday. My husband picks up take-out after depositing his paycheck.
My menu is driven more by:
- What's on sale
- Who gets home from work first
- Where do we have to get the kids tonight? (And now, that our nest is emptying, who is home for dinner and who will want leftovers after work?)
- What can I defrost, cook, and get on the table in an hour?
Last night, for example, my daughter found a package of chicken thighs in the freezer. I defrosted it in the microwave, then - because there were three of us and only four thighs - cut it into small pieces. Put it in the cast-iron skillet with chopped onion and cooked on high until done. Tasted delicious over the rice my daughter had made. Fast, Frugal, and Fit!
More to come....
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