It’s very rare that moms get nights to do what they want (read: sit in front of the computer and pin things on pinterest while eating salsa directly out of the jar.) Tonight is my night! J has a movie date with R. (The real sign of a true girlfriend who will accompany your husband to an Imax movie you have no interest in seeing.)
It got me thinking about the stigma attached to menu planning healthy meals each night. Shouldn’t we all get a night off to not have to do anything? For some reason it primarily falls on the “mom” to decide the menus for the week. This is my least favorite “chore” next to actually doing the grocery shopping.
As a person who generally loves going to supermarkets I have an extremely low tolerance for food shopping in NYC. I like to peruse the shelves, read labels and daydream about what my cooking life was before I had to get dinner on the table in 15 minutes. NYC stores don’t allow you to do that unless you arrive when they open their doors first thing in the morning. If you tend to market at any convenient hour of the day and you find yourself stopping to check a price or read a label you will inevitably be run over by some other New Yorker on a mission with a shopping cart. This brings me back to my point that sometimes it’s nice to just be able to have chips and salsa for dinner!