Even as someone who co-operates a food stand*, I have a deep, dark secret:
I very strongly dislike cooking for my family.
It is tedious.
It is mandatory.
It is oppressively recurrent.
It is excessively impermanent.
It does not provide a dopamine surge.
It expeditiously transforms a clean, tidy space into a space that needs cleaning and tidying. Again. And again. And again.
Since we have launched into our school year, I am re-realizing the urgent necessity of having a collection of Super Simple Sustenance. I just can't do All The Things well, while doing them all at the same time. Since I love to teach, and dread cooking, it's easy to guess which I prioritize.
However, it takes an unbelievable number of calories to feed expanding neurons.
But from whence should these calories come?????
I put in a Walmart order to be picked up tomorrow. So I asked Walmart, "What do you have for me to feed my children for lunch?"
Walmart answered with this:
*Here's the thing about the food stand: I rarely cook there. Craig does. When he leaves me in charge of the grill, I dependably forget I'm in charge of the grill. Bad news for the burgers! Meanwhile, I love having a constant supply of leftover meats that are cooked and ready to use.
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