For me, it's easier to eat in. And at the end of the day, I'm tired. Some say cooking, especially for hungry kids, is stressful, for me it's like therapy, a way to unwind.
I'm no Julia Child, I never make sauces. My meals are simple and generally pretty quick to make. A baked potato is probably the slowest thing to cook on my weekday menu, though it takes about as long as it takes to roast a chicken which I typically do one night a week.
But that's because I get so many meals from that one roast chicken -- a dinner, a couple sandwiches, a lunch salad, plus a soup. I make a soup most every weekend, chopping up almost any and every vegetable I've got left in the fridge. Lettuce is probably the only vegetable that doesn't make it into my soup.
But don't assume the soup is the last meal made with that chicken. As I write here, I give the bones to my Dad who grinds them up into meal for his dog and cat. I haven't always done this, but since my Mom died, it's become one of our little rituals.
I care about what I eat and what I feed my family, which is maybe another reason why I like eating at home more than buying take out or eating out. But that's maybe for my next post.
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