I’m feeling very angsty that it’s time to figure out what my family is going to eat AGAIN. Didn’t I JUST do this? Why is this so annoying? I usually love food.
Monday: ramen-ish. (Broth with spiralized zucchini instead of noodles, mushrooms, shredded pork, jammy eggs, lots of green onions, cilantro, and sriracha.
Tuesday: leftover shredded pork tacos served with fresh guacamole and purple cabbage slaw.
Wednesday: I’m at the cancer centre and I’ve decided to stop pretending I’m a functional adult on cancer centre days. It doesn’t matter how many times I’m there, or how many years pass, cancer centre days are hard. I’m rolling with my emotional eating and planning to make buttermilk pancakes, crispy bacon, and cheesy scrambled eggs. If I have time I’ll stop by the green grocer and pick up some local strawberries so I can pretend we’re eating a balanced meal.
Thursday: barbecued chicken served with green salad.
Friday: out for dinner with friends.
What’s on your meal plan this week?