I don't know what's for supper tomorrow. I'm feeling a little panicky about it. Because I just know that those people who live here, you know, the ones who leave the lights on and forget to flush the toilet and fling their possessions about, they get hungry. And they appear to be unwilling or unable to feed themselves anything other than cereal or granola bars. I don't want them to eat cereal or granola bars, at least, not all the time.
The problem is, I don't want to eat the things those people want to eat. And they don't want to eat the things that I want to eat. And I'm tired of having to make food that one or more of the people who live here are going to be disappointed about every day.
Am I being too whiny? OK. I'll stop now. The whining, and the meal planning.
On the bright side, I finally made the (deconstructed) turkey pot pie last week. Well, sort of. Not really. But it was close enough that I don't feel like I have to put it on the menu again. Not that I have a menu this week. So I have nothing to put it on, even if I felt like I had to.
And on the other bright side, those people who live here won't starve, or become nutritionally deficient, if I take an itty bitty planning break.
So, friends, what's on your menu this week?