Of all the household duties that need my attention the three I like least are emptying the dishwasher (I don’t mind loading it), taking out the trash and grocery shopping. I’ll go weeks, months, without stepping foot in one of those large chain grocery stores; I’ll make frequent trips to the local, small, independent shop for the necessary items – produce, milk, yogurt, eggs, bread. Meals are not fancy around here.
When I got home from work last night I wanted to go out for a run. It was dry and breezy, thunderstorms were expected later in the evening, a perfect night for outdoor exercise. After changing into capris and running shoes I made a quick sweep through the kitchen, wondered what I could throw together when I got back. The pickings were slim in the cupboards, 1/2 box of ziti, cereal, protein powder, peanut butter and jelly, black beans, pinto beans, cannellini beans. Besides the usual condiments, mustard, ketchup, maple syrup, the refrigerator’s shelves were lacking even the basics. I ate my last egg for dinner Thursday and Bill sent me home Sunday night with enough milk for my morning oatmeal. The odds of making myself dinner were stacked against me.
Peering into the freezer I spotted a plastic container with the last of theย ratatouille my sister made me a few weeks ago. Next to that was a bag of frozen shrimp. I dumped some shrimp into a bowl of cold water, left the ratatouille on the counter to thaw and went out for a five-mile run through my neighborhood. The closer I got to home the more I thought about dinner.
Done with my run, I walked the backyard, sweat dripping from my hairline and neck, cooled down. I checked the progress of my little garden and pots of lettuce and herbs, watered everything and went in to make dinner. I boiled the pasta, heated up the ratatouille in a small saucepan, added shrimp in the last minutes. I plucked some oregano and cilantro from my garden and, when my meal was ready, sprinkled it with the chopped herbs. It was perfect. And there was enough left over for lunch today. Unless I can get creative with a can of beans and very little else that may have been my last meal until I get myself to a store.
After dinner, I loaded my dishes into the dishwasher and turned it on. I wonder when I’ll get around to unloading it.
I hear you! My dishwasher cycle has come to an end. I am trying to decide if I want to unload it (well, I don’t want to but…). I forced myself to do a super shop on Sunday. I would rather not go again for several weeks but that’s probably unrealistic. I reckon you could get creative with beans but you may need a few other things to do so. ๐
I left the house without unloading the dishwasher this morning so it’ll be there for me tonight. I usually have cans of tomatoes in my cupboard which could help those beans but I’m even out of that! I’m going to have to break down and empty the dishwasher and go to a grocery store!
Strength be with you!
That’s a yummy looking dish that you whipped together, Geralyn. On another subject, I thought about you when I heard the story of 92 year old woman who recently completed her 16th marathon…amazing!
Thanks, Jill. I think I’m officially out of food. I saw that article too. Very inspiring!
I think you’re going to have to break down and go grocery shopping. ๐ If I lived near you, I’d go for you.
Believe it or not my sister shopped for me the last two times but she’s been away for about a month! I would definitely take you up on that offer. ๐
Ummmmmm, sounds yummy. And after a 5 mile run too. I’m sure you truly appreciated it.
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I did, Staci. Especially since my options were so limited. ๐
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Love the dish Geralyn, looks delicious. Just finished running the dishwasher and washing the non-dishwasher items. I’m with you, don’t like going into grocery stores ~
I think I’d rather wash dishes the old fashion way rather than empty that dishwasher sometimes, Mary. ๐
Your dinner looks really healthy and totally delicious. I’m so lucky……..my hubby is a great dishwasher emptier. ๐
When Bill’s at my house he will usually empty the dishwasher and take out the trash for me. Good men, aren’t they? ๐
Absolutely. ๐
I guess you’ll have to go for a run with a shopping basket over your shoulder ๐ฆ
Now that’s a good idea, Jo, although I’d much rather send someone to the store while I went out for a run. Unfortunately, that’s not going to happen.
I love going crazy with left overs. As a single soul, I thrive on twice, thrice cooked meals. Great that after this horrible spring, you had some greens to harvest. You know, I love emptying the dishwasher. All those things I put in there all crusted and dirty, miraculously clean and ready for the shelves or my next meal. As someone who never had the use of dishwasher till I was nearly 40, I guess I’m still basking…;-)
My lunch of leftovers was pretty good! I got my first dishwasher when I got married at 32. Before that I washed everything in the sink. I still default to that at times. I don’t know what it is about emptying the dishwasher, maybe trying to find a place in the cabinets for all those plastic containers! They seem to multiply. I did finally go grocery shopping last night, hopefully I’m set for another 3 months! ๐
I use every excuse in the book not to go grocery shopping. I empty the dishwasher while waiting for my tea. Weird eh??
I finally broke down and did a big shop last night. And when I got home I emptied the dishwasher. I think I’m done for the week! ๐
Wow! I admire your ability to put a meal like that together. I also dislike grocery shopping. So my cupboard is usually bare. For some reason, I have several boxes of pasta and cans of vegetables. It’s like they multiply when I’m not looking.
I was even almost out of pasta if it wasn’t for the 1/2 box that was left. I think the cans of beans have multiplied since I last looked though!
That dinner looks delicious. Right up my alley. I also can’t stand the big-box store. I’d rather get a root canal. I try instead to find small groceries, harder and harder in my neck of the woods. Or if I must, run into the big places with a very small list. Either way, I’d prefer the French way of shopping — just buy what you need for each night’s dinner. Yum.
I like that kind of shopping, too. I’ll run to a local produce/grocer on my lunch hour and pick up what I need for a couple of days. I did finally break down and go into the big grocery store. I’m all stocked up now, at least for a few weeks.
For throwing something together with what little you had, it looks gourmet to me!
Thanks! It was pretty good.