This week’s word only sprung into my mind yesterday and doesn’t really sum up the week as such but there hasn’t really been an over-riding feel to the week so it will suffice.
Yesterday I cooked tea. ‘Wow’ I hear you all shout. Well, yes, it’s not that exciting in itself is it? I cooked cod fillets in crème fraiche and with pea and mint crush. Sounds lush, n’est pas? I confess – it was a Waitrose ready meal … Just shoot me now for being a bad wife …
What I noticed was how small the portions were, no bigger than my coasters. Actually, the coasters are larger! The packet said there were two servings – I can only assume they didn’t mean two people!
However, this got me thinking about convenience. I confess that I use ready meals sometimes, a few times a week if I’m honest. It’s become a habit; I wander round Waitrose and pop a couple of packs in the trolley without really thinking about it. I do it for convenience. I know that there are a couple of fool-proof meals in the fridge and one of my few culinary skills is peeling back the film from a foil tray!
But is it really convenient? Maybe time wise but what about in other ways? Food should be an expression of love and care – what am I saying by buying it ready made and merely re-heating something made in a factory? Have I really got that lazy and complacent?
So I’ve set myself a challenge: next week I’m not buying anything ‘convenient’ at the supermarket, I intend to make all meals from scratch. This will take some planning so I’m planning a weekend of pouring over cookbooks finding ideas for a full week and actually planning all meals rather than grabbing what’s in the fridge in a foil tray.
Actually, looks like next week’s Word of the Week could be planning … Watch this space!