Lunch is the bane of my existence.
Well. One of them, at least.
We’re not really breakfast people here—-largely because we’re really really not morning people. Still, on the rare times we do eat it, it’s either a very simple, like coffee and cereal, or it’s a fun occasion like Christmas morning, which calls for something like caramelized french toast.
But lunch? Lunch is the meal that makes me stare into the fridge with a mix of irritation, dread, and disgust.
For starters, I hate leftovers. Haaaaaaate them. Unless a meal is exceptional—-something omfg this is greatest frigging thing I have ever made—-then I am not going to want to eat it again within 24 hours.
Secondly, lunch forces me to think about dinner, which, at 11am, I am just not ready to do. Much like my hatred of leftovers, I can’t deal with eating two similar meals in the same day. If I eat pasta for lunch, I don’t want something with rice later.
Added to all this is the fact that working from home means, well, I have work to do, so anything that takes more than an hour to prepare/consume/clean up is right out (and before you suggest it, I burnt out on sandwiches of all sorts ages ago).
Where does this take me, your favorite food blogger? To some very un-food-bloggery foods, to be sure. Although I do have days of righteous lunches of a salad or some creative use of leftovers I can tolerate, I will readily (if not too publicly) admit to too many lunches of Celeste Pizza for One or mystery ramen from Chinatown, as pictured above.
So, stay-at-home parents, freelancers and the unemployed (or anyone who has to make their own lunch day after day), I ask you: how do you avoid lunch-making exhaustion?