Keeping my better half from the kitchen
Saturday, August 15, 2015
I'm the cook in the family. Not because I'm particularly good at it, but because I can get dinner on the table faster than the hub at the end of the day. The hub also doesn't like to cook often; he's more a "I'll cook my special dish once in a while" type of guy rather than a "I'll grind it out every day and get something on the table in 30 minutes" sort of person. We typically have dinner at home 5 or 6 days a week, and I cook at least 95% of those.
Last night was an exception. I had had only a few hours of sleep in the wee hours, and was completely bushed. So the hub decided to spare me and cook. He created a huge mess in the kitchen, which I ended up cleaning up. But that's not why I want to ban him from the kitchen.
And it's not because dinner wasn't tasty - it was. He made Indonesian nasi (fried rice), meatballs, and broccoli. Very flavorful.
The problem is in the proportions. When I cook dinner, my plate is about 60% veggies, 30% protein, and a very modest amount of starch. The kids and hub get more starch since they are all much more active than I am and need the carbs. When the hub cooks dinner, about half my plate is starch, and then 25% each of protein and veggie. I ended up adding a big handful of baby carrots to supplement the broccoli. And since the nasi was yummy, and since the hub went to a lot of trouble to make it, and since I have issues with needing to please people, and since I was too tired to cook, I ate my serving gratefully.
But all that fried rice made it challenging to stick to plan. And that is why, even though I had another exhausting day today trying to recover from my dead laptop, I dragged myself into the kitchen to make dinner tonight. My belly is full of veggies again and I don't have that nagging guilt that I did last night.
Now back to fighting with the new computer!