Real life means being, err, five months late renewing your car registration. It means skipping yoga class when you stayed up reading till midnight. It means jean lunges and elastic waist pants. It means eating chocolate chip cookie-witches until you feel like you’re about to puke. It means late nights, early mornings, deadlines and three layers of concealer underneath your eyes. It means a lot of coffee.
Real life also means not being able to cook meals every single night out of the week! I mean, does anyone really do that? I definitely don’t. I’m not sure how my life really appears to you all on this thing, but the truth of the matter is that some days I eat an omelet by myself for dinner. Or a can of soup. Adam and I don’t live together but I really like to have him over for a nice meal a few nights out of the week. Basically this is just a ploy so I can get him to buy me a nice meal on the weekend. Shoot. Did I just
say type that out loud?
But the other nights? The nights when I get home late or have been busy perfecting brownie recipes all day and just.can’t.wash.one.more.dish?
On those nights I’m thankful for my freezer…and the plethora of filled tupperware containers in it. This also solves the question “what do I do with all the food I make???” Put it on ice, baby.
Here’s a list of my top five reheated favorites.
Tonight, I have a frozen container of this just waiting for me to defrost. Oh yes.