I am bored with food. That doesn’t mean I’m eating less or my pants fit better, it just means I can’t pick out anything worth eating.
Now that I’m alone, cooking is no fun. I make too much and it either goes to waste or I’m stuck eating the same crap for days. Cooking at home also requires forethought and planning, two things I suck at. If I forget to buy food I can’t just run to the grocery store since it’s an hour away, so I’m left with making a meal out of old dry goods forgotten in the back of the cupboard. Try making something edible out of soup mix, strawberry jello, and soy sauce.
Yes, I have an entire restaurant menu available to me, but after nearly 3 years of eating the same food, the honeymoon is over. The daily lunch specials offer a little variety, but it’s a twist on the same old slop. A few days ago Darren made some kick ass mashed potatoes and gravy to go with the daily special. When I ordered lunch, I didn’t realize I ordered the last special which Darren had planned to eat. I offered to order something else or share, but he refused. He said, “It’s okay. I’ll make something much better for myself and you’ll be jealous. Besides, I quit eating my boogers when I was 6, how about you?”
Boogers or not, it was great food.
Two of the things I’m looking forward to for my vacation are eating at a few of my favourite places and cooking for other people. I love food and it’s a real low point to be bored with it.