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The Unnatural Cook

a chronicle of weekly meal plans from someone who can't just throw a meal together

Camping for dinner: hot dogs, baked beans & coleslaw. Nothing about this day matched the spirit of the food at all. Well, that’s not entirely true. When we first started camping with the kids they were only about four and so getting camp set up involved lots of yelling. We’d arrive late, have to get the car unpacked, the tent up, start the fire, keep them away from the fire, make dinner. Finally we’d eat and everything would settle down. So if I think about those days, then yes, camping for dinner may have been an appropriate meal for my cranky, snappy, self.

My mother used to say that my favorite book was Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad, Day. Nothing very bad or horrible really ever happened to Alexander; it was just lots of little things went wrong. He got the middle seat, his ice cream fell of the cone, he had to wear his train pajamas. His mother would say to him, “Some days are like that.” She was a wise woman.

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