I mean, I make something great this one particular day, the next day, I haven’t a clue. One can’t make awesome dinners for a family of six every day, day after day. It just eludes me. (I feel weak, pathetic, and useless to make dinner.)
Now one good thing is using the Crock Pot, with the right cuts of meat in the freezer and enough time … magic. But this last week I did that. Two days in a row. My children made meatloaf and macaroni and cheese another day. Yesterday, it was “Hamburger Crap or nothing” which is my bottom of the barrel ‘oh I hate making this for dinner but what else is there?’
This dish “Hamburger Crap” is the name it got because of the every day problem, “What’s for dinner?” years ago. It’s been a long time, but we had it just last night. It’s simply Hamburger Stroganoff , which has ruined beef stroganoff for me forever.
Parameters of my personality: I am an Introvert, Intuitive, Thinking, Perceiving — Socionic-wise. I don’t do everyday so great. Let me cook for Holidays and Birthdays and days I have the energy and ideas and resources to want to cook.