These days we don’t cook as frequently as we used to when the girls were younger. During the girls’ growing up years, we used to cook five to six times a week. Twice to thrice a day. Those were the days when we had the luxury of live-in helpers. I would plan the meals weekly, hubby would do the marketing and our helpers would execute the menu. When the mil was around, she would do the marketing and cook. When the girls were younger, the mil stayed in Hong Kong and Auckland most of the time as my nephews and niece were still toddlers and the mil was always overseas to take care of her daughters’ babies.
I really enjoyed those days when I needn’t have to do much house chores. Bless our helpers for giving us so much relief.
Fast forward years later and now our girls are in university and high school respectively. The two older girls do not have dinner at home regularly. Cass only eats one meal a day and my dinner is usually by 4pm, together with Cass when she comes home from school. On most days, there’s food from hubby’s kitchen. Thus, we don’t cook much these days. When the momentum to cook is lost, we tend to get lazy to cook. But who cares, right? As long as we enjoy our food and are happy, that’s good enough. 😋
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