Cooking for one sucks!

Cooking for only myself does not give me a lot of incentive. Sure I could make a roast beef and yorkshire dinner and share it with the girls but let's face it, no matter what I put down in front of them they will woolf it down so the gratification factor is out the window. When Bryon was alive I could guarantee at least one good, sit down meal a day. He used to jokingly say that he worried about me if he died. He seemed to think that peanut butter, banana sandwiches on sourdough bread was not a good life sustaining diet. I off course begged to differ. It has protein, fruit and starch, sounds yummy to me! Well after he died peanut butter and bananas became a dietary stable but hey....I'm a big girl now, it is on ancient grain multi bread. Phase two was chips and dip(onion and bacon) every night, then I graduated to sub sandwiches, guess they are a bit healthier, mexican 7 layer dip was the next staple and that lasted for almost 2 months. Samosa,burgers the whole gamit. Yup, cooking for one leaves a lot to be desired. The kids must think I'm crazy because when they come over for a BBQ I tend to go overboard even going so far as to cook 3 different kinds of meats. Lots of leftovers for them. It is just really nice to cook for someone else. Oh did I forget the marshmallow and chocolate dinners I had....bad Wendy bad!
Anyhow I am trying not to follow Bryons prediction, tonight was tomato and avocado sandwich and a salad. How I would like to cook some rouladan, a glazed ham and scalloped potatoes but.....cooking for one is not fun, moreover it is a day reminder of what and who I lost.
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