Saturday, October 12, 2013

Ordinary Eating

An actual meal plan one week at our house.  Not fabricated for the sake of the 31 Days.
It's cool in America to be a foodie.  To seek out finely crafted culinary masterpieces, to experiment with flavors and sophisticated ingredients like swiss chard or bok choy or kale in your own home, to master the difference between pressed, minced, chopped and sliced garlic.

Our family is NOT cool.

For breakfast, we eat cereal or pop tarts.  That's it.  We're usually too hungry to mess around with trying to make something that takes longer than pouring a bowl of cereal.

For lunch, the girls either have a peanut butter and jelly (or honey) sandwich or Daddy's Noodles (aka ramen), and some fruit.  I usually eat leftovers.

Then comes dinner.  My dinner menu depends on two different factors: taste and cost.  I've come to terms with the fact that, being a red meat and potatoes girl, I married a chicken and rice man.  And I managed to produce two girls who would die happy children to eat nothing but mac and cheese, pizza and spaghetti for the rest of their days.  I don't always plan my meals around their tastes, because I see it as my right as the cook to cook things that sound good to me.  Hence the reason I eat leftovers for lunch most of the time.  We often have lots leftover.  But I do my best, and mac and cheese and spaghetti falls under the cheap category, so we will often have one or both each week.

Which brings me back to cost.  Food is expensive.  That means our proteins consist of either chicken or ground beef, so my Pinterest meal board is filled with those kinds of meals.  I try to do at least two meatless meals a week, and if I'm brave enough to pull the trigger, I'm thinking of going to three meatless meals a week.  I haven't committed to that idea yet.

That's our ordinary.  I would be lying if I said that I didn't wish that our ordinary involved eating out a couple of times a week.  Once, before I was married, our family went on a big road trip to California.  By the end of the trip we were all tired of eating restaurant food and looking forward to home cooking.  I can't even imagine if life were like that all the time but sometimes I wish I could try it and see.  I'd love to walk into Panera and say, "Oh I'm just so tired of eating their French Onion soup!"  My husband went to Noodles and Company with his coworkers a few weeks ago, and he tried a new dish there.  It sounded lovely, but I just love their Japanese Pan Noodles so much and I go there so seldom that I don't feel like I can branch out, because who knows when the next time will come when I can have my favorite?  Oh to live a life where you can try new things on a menu because you know that if you don't like it, you can simply go back to your favorite next week.

All this being said, it is not lost on me that I live in America where we have a disgusting amount of choices available to us when it comes to choosing what to eat.  Even in my house, with our modest food budget.  I also cannot fathom eating rice or beans Every. Day.  Or less.  So I do think of them and battle the guilt that comes with being born in a prosperous country.  But that's a different topic, I suppose.

Tell me YOUR ordinary meals!  I need new ideas.

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31 Days of Ordinary

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