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The Unnatural Cook

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

After I left home I got the impression that my mother lived on cottage cheese and english muffins. It may be a false impression but the older I got, the emptier her fridge seemed to be. I understood, intellectually, that she was tired of cooking; but it still upset me. On my own for the weekend without husband & kids, I find myself subsisting on peanut butter and jelly & cereal. It’s one of those times I wish she were still here so I could pick up the phone and say, “Now, I get it.”

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