My kitchen has terrific mood swings: I’m either cooking for twenty-plus or I’m cooking for two. After a few months of throwing out food gone bad, I think I am finally catching on to the new scheme. And, it’s loads of fun, no matter what they say about the empty nest.
At first I was totally out of my element cooking for two, and it was pretty pitiful. I would get out two chicken breasts or two fish filets and cook them up with a side of rice and some frozen green beans. (I said it was pitiful, didn’t I?) And though it was perhaps nourishing, it was very duddy.
Then I took it into my head to just go back to my old favorite recipes and cook the full amount (usually for six) and then freeze one or two meals from the leftovers. This was totally brilliant, if I do say so myself. We have a nice meal and then I have a freezer meal either to give away or to save for one of those nights when I don’t particularly want to make a mess in the kitchen.
Today I had four little grandkids for lunch, and I made calzones. I was surprised at how much those little busters ate. But I had several leftover, so you-know-who and I had calzones for dinner with a nice salad, and the rest go in the freezer for whenever. I love this.
Just thought I’d share my happiness.