While the husband’s away, the wife will play!
Well, not really. My version of “play” is to not have a menu plan or actually cook a whole lot. Don’t get me wrong, you know I love to cook. I just lose motivation when I’m the only mouth to feed.
The first few days he was gone, I actually did a respectable amount of “cooking”. I didn’t ever follow a recipe, I just threw crap together with the sole purpose of using it up before I left for San Diego. We had a boatload of produce lying around:
Broccoli, zucchini, squash, tomato, jalapenos, mushrooms, bell peppers, carrots, half an onion, half an avocado. A full bunch of bananas and two apple. There was also 4 sweet potatoes hiding in the pantry. Sheesh. Well, At least I knew I would be hitting my minimum requirement for fruits and veggies the next few days, right?
Breakfasts were leftover waffles smothered in banana and leftover pancakes smothered in peanut butter.
I even ventured out and did rice with craisens and green onion for breakfast one morning. Odd, I know.
And I had my fair share of eggs in all forms.
I made scrambles full of veggies.
Obligatory breakfast burritos.
And mandatory breakfast sandwiches.
I made quinoa boats stuffed with leftover Tunisian Couscous.
I made pasta with sautéed veggies.
I made salmon patties with even more sautéed veggie.
When I got home from SD with a near empty frdige, things got interesting.
And roasted sweet potato and broccoli.
I must also add that the majority of the meals I prepared were consumed standing up. In the kitchen. With a glass of wine. Except breakfast. I’m not cool enough for wine with my eggs. Wine with waffles? Now that is something I might be able to get behind.
After two weeks of fumbling around in the kitchen, I finally got my stuff together for this last week.
It also inspired me to do a “For One” recipe of my own: Chicken Piccata For One.
There are a few other really good recipes to come. And I may have to repeat them for the Huz. I really can’t wait for him to come home… TOMORROW!