I have a new goal to pursue: Learning how to cook. Not necessarily to be the next Top Chef, but just to fix dinners for the family, plus maybe the occasional breakfast or lunch on weekends.
My family has gotten away from having dinners together as often as we would like. This has happened largely because the boys have many activities that keep them away from the house evenings. Both boys have archery and Boy Scouts on Monday and archery on Wednesday. Lucas is in a strategic gaming group every other Thursday, and he goes to archery again on Friday. Most of these nights, we each find food for ourselves; the boys usually eat some frozen item, like a Costco chicken bake, and Jackie and I scrounge up whatever we can find.
However, we have gotten in the habit of doing the same thing on nights when we are home, and that isn't really what we wanted. We like having some time together, and the boys need to eat healthy food on occasion. However, neither Jackie nor I really wants to take on the cooking task.
OK, honestly, Jackie is tired of it. She never wanted to be the cook, but she has been by default for many years, because I have not been. She doesn't want to do it anymore. It's not that I mind cooking; it's just that I work, so it's hard for me to find the time. Or so I tell myself. The truth is, I don't like to come home and put something together without any planning, and I am terrible about planning ahead.
So what I really need to do is to get some menus together and do some shopping. Then, each night, I will have to think about the next day's dinner and defrost or make other preparations as necessary. And hey, suddenly that begins to sound so much like the way my mom used to do it!
Not that I don't want to do the Top Chef thing. I actually enjoy making really good recipes on occasion. I just need to learn to cook first.
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