When I lived alone I had a really hard time cooking for myself. Part of it was the atrocious state of the kitchen in the dilapidated Victorian I shared with a dozen other people, but mostly I just couldn't be bothered to go through the effort of shopping, prepping, cooking, and cleaning for just me. I still have this problem when Paul's out of town, though these days it's Indian takeout, baked potatoes, and fancy cheeses and olives rather than the pizza delivery, pudding cups, and frozen dinners I used to subsist on.
Paul's been out of town for a few days now, and yesterday I decided I was done with takeout and made a pot of butternut squash soup and a big salad for dinner, and a pumpkin stuffed with all the things
for lunch for the next couple days. Much better than even the tastiest takeout, and a nice reminder that I am absolutely worth cooking great food for, even when it's just me. Plus it's enough food that I won't have to cook again until he's back, so it's the best of both worlds. ;)
Speaking of pumpkins, I've come to the very sad realization that I won't be able to carve one this year. I've been having some trouble with my right wrist for the past couple weeks, and while it's been getting steadily better, cutting the top off the tiny little sugar pie pumpkin I stuffed was almost too much for me. There's no way I could slice, scoop, and carve a larger pumpkin without setting back my healing time significantly. This is my sadface! If you're carving pumpkins for Halloween this year, please share photos so I can enjoy pretty pumpkins vicariously.
Also speaking of pumpkins, I was complaining to regyt
last weekend that I can never seem to get roasted pumpkin seeds right, and don't know what I'm doing wrong. This most recent batch--from a friend's tried-and-true recipe--was pretty disappointing, and I think I've finally figured out the problem: I'm not doing anything wrong, I just don't like roasted pumpkin seeds very much.