Happy Friday, and TGIF. What a brutal work week on the old day job.
Now, I could get up here on my big old soap box and whine about how I have this ridiculous schedule that requires me to be at my day job by 7:30 a.m. (true) and I don’t get home until about 6 p.m. (also true), and that I need to be at my writing desk by 7:30 or 8 p.m. and don’t get to bed until midnight (also true). I also work from 8-12 hours a day on Saturdays and Sundays. And so I don’t really have time to cook. And my Resident Senior Adult is the world’s pickiest eater so I can’t find anything we both like.
And I could tell you that’s why I eat out so often or grab something at the drive-through.
I’d kind of be lying through my teeth about that last part, though, because here’s the truth: I do not like to cook. It could be because I grew up with two working parents who decided that if I was old enough to stay home alone between school and their arrival home from work, then I was old enough to cook dinner for them. Every night. By the time I got out of high school I never wanted to cook again. They also had limited palates, so I had to cook the same things all the time. I’m hell on cornbread (white cornmeal, no eggs, no sugar) and sweetened iced tea, however, should you ever want them.
But I digress. Bottom line: my diet sucks. Today, Thursday, I had a fast-food breakfast burrito for breakfast, a six-month-old protein bar I found in my desk drawer for lunch and drive-through chicken salad with broccoli salad for dinner. And a cookie. Wednesday was worse, with a bowl of instant oatmeal, two slices of raisin bread, a leftover sweet potato, and the final piece of my week-old Key Lime birthday cake making up my daily meals.
I also hate to grocery shop. Did I mention that part?
So, my latest adventure is to subscribe to a meal-delivery service. They’re all the rage now. There’s Blue Apron, and Plated, and Hello Fresh, which are the best known. I decided on
Hello Fresh based on the highly researched, highly scientific method of whose ad caught my eye on Facebook and also delivered to my remote neck of the woods. My first set of meal ingredients arrives Saturday, which means I will be (takes a deep breath) COOKING DINNER EVERY NIGHT. You know, like with fresh ingredients that are healthy. There might be broccolini. I’ll have to stock up on frozen Mac and Cheese for the senior adult, however, because I’m betting she won’t eat a bite of any of it.
Anyone want to place bets on seeing how long I make it before I cancel? Will I even survive the first week? How many days can I make it without a drive-through 20-ounce coffee and a burrito? I shall report the results of this new culinary experiment, which I fear is doomed to failure.
Now….what can I bring for lunch that doesn’t require cooking…..
Any good brown bag ideas?