Unwanted Responsibility.

One of the downsides to a day off is having the responsibility of cooking dinner.

It's not that I hate dinner - anyone who has seen me eat knows I enjoy food - it's the fact that deciding what to have is a bitch. It only gets worse when it's a family of four - there's 3 other palates next to mine that I have to please.

(I'd almost say that I envy the Sidekick as he only ever has to cook for himself - the ironic thing is that he loves to cook and doesn't have an audience, while I have an audience and don't really care for cooking. I've told him he can cook for us anytime, but the 6 hour round trip he would have to make doesn't fit into his schedule - selfish, eh?)

Add to the mix the fact that The Wife and I have almost opposite "go-to" instincts when it comes to preparing dinner, and you've got trouble. My go-to meals are soup & sandwich or steak, and hers is Shake n Bake - try to find the middle ground in that - Shake n Bake soup? I don't think so.

I also look at what other people buy for dinner everyday - if you think that would inspire or give me ideas, you're completely wrong - it makes everything in every aisle blend together so that nothing stands out. Inspiration is not very forthcoming.

But I'm going to do my best to come up with something - after all, it is my responsibility.

so.....Pizza or KFC?

Or is that just lazy?






Later.