So yet again, Mister and I have eaten out far more than we ought. I love to blame it on him, but time after time he goes "oh I'm hungry" and I merely say "mm... me too..." without having a conscious idea of what we can make or what food is in the house. We also have a fridge full of rotting leftovers, in case anyone's wondering. :-P
Because of this, yesterday, Mister and I sat down and planned this week's menu:
Monday: rice, beans and cheese
Wednesday: pasta and meat sauce, garlic bread
Thursday: Mac n cheese
Saturday: Lasagne, garlic bread
There will be a salad accompanying all of these meals. On Tuesday, Wednesday and Sunday I work late, and so Mister will be preparing these meals. On Friday, Mister is eating out with his mother (who will only be in town that day).
-- enchilada sauce (I've tried making it and had severe fail)
-- black olives
-- salad mix
-- ground beef
-- bay leaf
-- thyme, oregano?
-- loaf for garlic bread
On a lighter note, Mister and I had a huge fight about food storage this weekend. Grr. I still don't know where he stands on that kind of thing. I know he doesn't really care about doomer prep, but I figured he didn't care if -I- did it... oh well. More to hash out!