Dave is out of town. Our daughter, Alexa, is here keeping me company and well fed.
She and I have spent a week exploring what healthful foods we are willing to cook and eat. We’ve been researching recipes that are grain- and dairy-free. We each made a list of ones we’d like to try then we went through each other’s list and marked ones we’d like to try from that. Those recipes that made both lists got entered into a text document and printed out. We then divided those into manageable sized batches and Alexa went shopping for ingredients. Here’s some of those ingredients:
Then she cooked and packaged that batch, washed the dishes, and started again.
Mid stream we had both prepped ingredients and finished products sitting side by side:
And we sampled things and marked which ones we liked and what changes she made as she cooked.
About halfway through the process my freezer looked like this:
We weren’t done yet but already packages would try to jump out at us when we opened the freezer door. So we did this:
I now have seven shoeboxes of individual servings of lots of different food.
And Alexa is stuck with this:
All those dirty dishes don’t appear to be upsetting her much (aside from a passing comment about hiring a kid to wash them) because she’s planning to come back to spend two days a month repeating this process. Just so she can know I am eating well.
Aren’t daughters wonderful?
TTYL,
Linda