That number theoretically represents the number of meals, 3 times each day, which a person prepares in a year.
Of course, I don’t.
I bet you don’t either. But, IF we did!!!—whew! That’s a lot of meal planning, preparation and cleaning up, isn’t it?
“You’re annoying with your numbers,” Jabberwocky said, continuing “What’s for dinner, anyway?”
Jabber, you really don’t get it do you? If it were not for imagination, which is YOU, and actual work, which around here is ME, there would not BE any meal preparation. Cleaning up is The Man Who Lives Here’s domain. Sometimes.
So, we have the work split up three ways, now, don’t we?
“Keep me out of this!”
Often, I do, so don’t worry about that. Most of the time it is whatever I have on hand and whether or not I feel like cooking. Doesn’t require Jabberwockies.
What’s for dinner tonight is:
Tossed salad.
Romaine lettuce, cherry tomatoes and sundried tomatoes, shredded carrots, capers, small chunks of smoked cheddar, blue cheese.
Hamburgers, grilled out on the grill, stuffed with cheese and topped with tomatoes, lettuce and sliced onions. (No onions for The Man Who Lives Here.)
Potato skins, saved and frozen from when I made all those 10 lbs of twice-baked potatoes. I’ll top them with shredded cheese, salt and pepper and then serve with some sour cream.
For Dessert:
Grilled mangos—sliced and peeled, of course, first, on vanilla ice cream. All sprinkled with a little cinnamon sugar.
“I’ve never had grilled mangos.”
Neither have I, so it will be a new experience.
And this seems about right for dinner:
And I think we’ll dine outside for a change.
“Picknicky isn’t it?” said Jabberwocky. “What are you going to feed the ants? And, for that matter, DOG?”
The ants will fend for themselves and DOG will likely have some hamburger—she always does, you know. Which is why DOG is Happy.
I’m not sure about Jabberwockies.
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