The food of a single
I like to think about how my eating habits have changed from when I went from being a couple back to a single. Before breakfast, lunch and dinner used to be somewhat planned out and important and now they are meaningless.
What used to be French toast with bacon has turned into only coffee. Lunch happens if I’m working and at home it doesn’t. Dinner has by far taken the biggest turn for the worst. On multiple occasions I have eaten saltines with cheese, popcorn shoveled in with a big spoon, a meal of stove top only and who can forget my dear friend crunchy peanut butter. I love cooking for others but it is a whole lot of hoopla when it comes to just cooking for little ol’ me.
When feeding time occurs it always is a process trying to figure out what to eat. The first time I open the pantry door nothing looks good, fifteen minutes later when I look again only to realize that the secret pantry stocker has yet to be there, I close the door and walk away. Seven minutes later, I sneak to the door, say a small “let there be food” prayer and look again. Hmm, all the sudden it catches my eye, a box of bisquick, pancakes? Nope, no eggs, back to the couch. Five minutes more goes by, the door is wide open; my eyes scan the shelves looking for the hidden gem that is going to satisfy my belly. I know I need to make my decision on this trip; my stomach can’t bear another teasing. That’s when it happens, my eyes lock on the can of freshlike green beans and I know that I’m not going to find anything better. I wouldn’t call this a successful meal but at least I don’t have to go through this again until tomorrow.
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