Stretching meat to feed a hungry family

There are days when they barely eat what I cook.

Did you know tweens are fickle?

Teens too. 🙄

They want to eat meat, and meat is expensive, especially reputable meat (pasture raised, for example), so I gotta get creative here.

Today, I started with ground beef.

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Back at school: lunch time, junk food and mom’s home-cooking

Every day they want to eat dinner. Right?

This means someone’s gotta cook. That would be me. Good thing I don’t mind cooking, most days…

The other day my mom was telling me she was out at lunchtime. She noticed long lineups at fast food joints located around some schools. She looked closer and it was all middle school and high school kids, waiting in line for a burger and fries, or some such junk.

She was astonished and so am I. I mean, I know kids buy food at these places, but every day at lunch?

My question is, at what point do kids have so much money they can afford a fast food lunch on a regular basis? Continue reading

Rice casseroles: will they eat it?

I am shamelessly stealing the ‘will they eat it’ idea from Andrea here because 1) it’s a great idea for a blog post and 2) who doesn’t constantly think and worry about dinner? And what’s more, is the effort of making dinner going to be appreciated, and actually eaten, by the minions in your house?

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The endlessness of making dinner every single day

So I said yesterday I was going to do this thing, posting in November for NaBloPoMo. Which means I gotta come up with fodder to blog about. Which got me thinking about…food. (Well, I am currently shoving food into my face…be that as it may.)

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For a household without allergies, I still spend an inordinate amount of time preoccupied with food. Hats off to those families who have to deal with highly allergic children – my own niece has a serious egg and tree-nut allergy, so I have some idea how cooking for special needs people has to be approached.

But here’s my thing: there’s always someone that has a special need, preference or peculiarity, even in an allergy-free home. Continue reading