I remember thinking in 1971 while I was living in Brazil
with my first husband and our three sons that I was so
tired of cooking. It was especially difficult there since
there were no quick easy foods-it was all from scratch.
Forty-two years later, I'm still tired of cooking––but not eating
unfortunately. Today I decided to cook spaghetti squash for lunch.
After cutting the squash in half, I boiled them face down
for 20 minutes. Then threw together some meatballs from Cosco.
Spaghetti sauce was onions, green peppers + a can of tomato sauce.
Quite a tasty dish if I do say so myself, but I made lots of dishes
which my hubby doesn't appreciate cause he does them.
The bright spot is we have leftovers tomorrow-no cooking!
How do you feel about cooking meals?
