Last week, Kristy said she was in a cooking funk. I am too – maybe it is a symptom of
grieving. Even so, I should know better
than to ask for dinner ideas from the Common Household, especially while we are eating dinner.
A few nights ago we had this conversation, which came up
because the Common Household Husband expressed some discontent with the dinner
I had prepared since coming back from the Old Folks Home. I had gone for several days to help my Mom cope and plan the memorial service which will be in a few weeks. At the Old Folks Home there is food just everywhere.
Once we were all back home, my husband wanted to pick up take-out, but I just
wanted something simple as an antidote to the overabundance and gourmet nature of
the food I ate for four days. That
sounds an awful lot like the Israelites complaining about God's wonderful gift of manna, but that’s
just how I felt.
Me: If you are at all interested in what we are
going to have for dinner this week, please make suggestions for what I should
cook.
Husband: I’d like meatloaf.
Youngest Daughter: Mommy, you know what I always ask for.
Me: I have no idea.
YD: I’d like M and C.
Son: What is M and C?
Husband: Mice
and Cockroaches!
Me: Oh, PLEASE!
I am trying to eat here.
YD: M and C is
macaroni and cheese!
Husband: Ramen noodles aren’t too bad either.
YD: Ramen noodles taste pretty good as long as
you use the flavor packet!
Son: What
if I used the mac ’n’ cheese flavor packet on the ramen noodles?
YD: You could do
that. You could use the mac ’n’ cheese
packet, and also substitute the mac ’n’ cheese pasta in place of the ramen
noodles.
Husband: Or
you could substitute cream of mushroom soup.
In fact, I think I would like cream of mushroom soup noodle loaf. Put it in the fridge and it would be sort of
like meat loaf.
Me: (further losing my appetite for the dinner
in front of me)
YD: Poor Daddy. You love cream of mushroom soup so much that
you would eat it congealed.
Husband: Well.
Cream of mushroom soup probably does have clotting factors in it.
And then ensued a whole conversation about blood. During dinner. While I was eating. Is it any wonder I am in a cooking funk? And how is it that I have raised children who speak positively of ramen noodles?
4 comments:
Cream of mushroom soup makes me gag more than blood. And talking about a cream of mushroom loaf and the soup's potential clotting factors? I'm holding back retches right now. You poor thing.
At least they make suggestions. I ask my family for suggestions and they just shrug their shoulders.
Oh, peace, honey. How dreadful! And cream of anything soup is just gross.
I guess it's only funny in retrospect, huh? :-)
How can any mother, providing dinners even just several times a week, not get into a cooking funk?
My daughter has only had ramen noodles dry, crumbled into a "chinese" salad.
I am making meatloaf today.
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