I am absolutely exhausted by the thought of cooking dinner yet again and have decided we’re eating chips and ramen for the duration. As with pre-virustimes, meal planning is absolutely awful, and, like then, I just can’t bring myself to do it. Now, though, as we shelter in place for the next forever, there’s nothing to fall back. No carnitas from Mi Jalisco, no 7-layer burrito from Taco Bell, and certainly no milkshakes from CookOut. I keep aspirationally saving recipes to my AnyList database, but the thought of looking through them with my family to find something acceptable to everyone sounds horrible.
Every day, almost minutes after breakfast, I get asked “what’s for dinner?” I don’t know what’s for dinner! Chips and tequila, and we’re all out of chips?