Beth has been cooking recently. It helps, but she heads back to college in a few days. I’ll have to become re-acquainted with the kitchen.
My daughter is a fine cook, but she doesn’t make exactly 2 portions. I think I need more food than I actually do, so if there’s extra I eat it. I have a real case of clean-your-plate-itus. Empty-the-pot-atosis, too. The extra food will look better in the dogs’ dish than on my butt. Now, if I can just remember that …
The advantages of her cooking are:
- I don’t have to do it.
- She has more time. I don’t mind cooking. I just don’t like coming home tired and hungry … and then having to start dinner from scratch.
- More effort. More variety. I get in ruts. Campbell’s Soup and Healthy Choice dinners control the portions, but they’re boring after a while.
- It’s like being a man. I come home and dinner is on the table. Pretty cool.
The very minor down side of having someone else do the cooking is:
- Of course, she doesn’t take my diet as seriously as I do.
- I opened my big mouth and said I’d do the clean up. She’s messy.
I’ll miss her when she leaves, but she has to grow up. It’s the law.
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