Mornings, I write, afternoons, I work on porch rails for the back porch. These are needed to safely enclose the pool area and selectively exclude, or include, dogs.
This is Kathy's birthday week and, for one of her presents, I'm cooking. Only the noon meal and for only a week. Breakfasts are either toast or oatmeal and dinner is a snack. These we fix ourselves.
Here is my menu:
Monday -- errands to run, eat in a local restaurant
Tuesday -- smoked pork sandwich, fried potatoes.
Wednesday -- tacos - lettuce, tomatoes, pork, and squash nachos
Thursday -- she eats out with friends, I eat leftovers
Friday -- chicken stir fry and brown rice
Saturday -- hamburgers, fresh tomatoes, tatertots, green salad (may be a dinner meal, guests)
Sunday -- open-faced hot beef sandwiches, mashed potatoes, corn, green beans (guests)
Kathy has only complained a little bit so far. A picture of today's meal, tacos (in my case a taco salad) and squash nachos.
The tomatoes are fresh, homegrown, and salvaged from our garden just before the freeze. Squash nachos are our own invention: thinly sliced yellow squash covered with Pace picante sauce, topped with Parmesan cheese, and slipped into the broiler for awhile.
