Pseudo-Foodie Shame, or Menu Tuesday

So Steve is out of town this week on a business trip. Which means I am cooking for one -- one of my least favorite things to do.

I don't consider myself to be a gourmet by any means. I like to cook, and I love to eat. But while I've gotten a pretty decent system in place cooking for two (that usually grants me leftovers for lunch the next day), I still haven't gotten the hang of cooking for just myself.

Last time Steve went away, I talked a big game. I was going to cook every night for myself. I would make meals that he wouldn't touch, vegetarian meals, "lady food", you get the idea. I was pretty smug.

Do you know what I ate every. single. night. that Steve was gone?

QUESADILLAS.
(Albeit extremely delicious cheesy ones.)

This was the night I put extra effort in and actually cut up the avocado.

 
Granted, I love quesadillas. And technically the meal was vegetarian, so Steve would have protested. But the points that I gained in taste I certainly lost in plating, technical difficulty, and originality.

Some nights when I'm alone I get a little classier (read: even lazier.)

Peach, brie, wine, bread. Turns out woman can live on wine and cheese alone.

This week I am determined to do better. I've been to the grocery store (including a trip to suburban Mecca, Costco), planned my menus, and am holding myself accountable. So for this week:

* Monday: Skinnytaste Turkey Stuffed Peppers*

*Tuesday: Cheese Tortellini with Spinach, Peas and Brown Butter*

*Wednesday: Ginger Fried Rice*

*Thursday: Roasted Chicken Thighs with Zucchini and CousCous*

Friday I'm taking the bus to NY so dinner will probably be a sandwich or salad picked up at Union Station.

Next week I'll let you know how I did!

xoxo,

b