Pi: Mommies and Daddies are people.
Nichole: That’s true. Mommies and Daddies are people.
P: My Daddy is a scientist. And my Mommy is…
N: What kind of work does Mommy do?
P: Washes the dishes.
Recipes and strategies for the solo diner
Last night was the first of many that’ll find the kids and I eating dinner alone and Rockford eating a peanut butter sandwich in a parking lot. (I didn’t kick him out. He’s teaching a class two nights a week.) Even though I did plan for the children to have a sound, healthy dinner, it didn’t work out that way, exactly. Poppy wanted leftover rice and Jell-O, and Pete ended up with a fruit cup, some Corn Pops and half of my dinner.
Which is the whole point of this post. My dinner.
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The chaos starts tomorrow
Our schedule is taking a turn for the wacky this week, and it’s going to stay that way until May at the earliest. Our meal plan is changing along with it; Tuesdays and Thursdays are going to be eat-what-you-can-find nights. For the adults, at least. I probably won’t make the kids forage.
Monday: Tandoori chicken
I never actually made it last week.
Tuesday: Butternut squash ravioli
See? No foraging for the children.
Wednesday: Aglio e Olio
This is a fancy way of saying I’m going to toss some angel hair with oil, sauteed garlic and a little Parmesan.
Thursday: Grilled cheese
Friday: Pizza