One morning last week, I realized I needed to cook the chicken I had thawed a couple of days before, or it was going to go bad. But I also knew that we wouldn't be eating at home for the next several nights. I had just downloaded a new CD (Jonatha Brooke's brand new one, in case you were wondering) so I thought doing a little early morning cooking would be a great excuse to listen to it. I have a recipe I love- a casserole dish that involves chicken. I figured I could get everything pre-cooked and prepped, stick it in the freezer, and then cook it for dinner one night the following week.
One thing led to another, and since I was already making a big mess in the kitchen while still in my robe, I went ahead and made two other meals to freeze for later. When I was nearly done,Fermin walked into the kitchen and said, "Oh my gosh, you're cooking lunch?" (I NEVER cook lunch. I'm very much against that whole idea. I like going out instead-- it breaks up the day nicely.) I told him I was just cooking some dinners for next week. He said, "Oh, okay. Well, are you about ready to go to lunch then?" I had confused him by my morning cooking, and he had confused me by asking if I was ready to go to lunch in the morning. Until I looked at the clock and realized it wasn't morning anymore. I had been cooking for hours! And it was time for lunch! All that chopping and stir frying veggies, grilling chicken, boiling rice, boiling pasta- and listening to the new CD I downloaded had taken up all of my morning. Time flies when your having fun cooking, jamming out, and making a mess.
|I thought I was cleaning as I went, but I'm pretty messy. :(|
This gave me the thought that maybe I'll do a big cooking session once a week, preparing a few meals to have for later. And that way, I won't have to clean the kitchen as often either! WIN/WIN.