Wednesday nights this semester are long– the spouse teaches a late seminar, so he doesn’t get home til nine PM. So that’s when we have dinner.
We used to eat pretty late, when we first moved to Washington — long work days, then trudging home to make dinner meant we’d sit down to eat after 8. I make most of the food we eat from scratch, so it can take a while. And it did back then, since I was still early on the path of how to cook.
Now I can produce a full dinner in an hour — I know that’s more time than a lot of people can spare for cooking, but I love the feeling in the kitchen of working with my hands to create something real. Everything I do at the office is intangible — putting real food on plates for a meal is a physical thing, and that is so much more rewarding.
Still, we’ve been eating at 6:30 since COVID, so having nine o’clock dinner is odd now. Plus we’re eating way closer to bed time, and that means the meal cannot be too heavy, or rich, or spicy, so it doesn’t cause indigestion when we do go to bed.
Comfort food! It’s usually a quick prep, it’s delicious and makes us happy, and it won’t cause problems later at night.
This week it was breakfast for dinner. Every few months, we switch it up and have breakfast for dinner.
French toast and some breakfast sausage patties. Spouse likes some syrup on them, I use sorghum. Easy to cook, easy to eat, and it did not sit heavy on the stomach. I am happy I made it, and that I ate it!