Eating has gotten oddly random around here, in pandemic time, mostly dependent on my mood at any given moment. Sometimes I tell the kids, “Mommy’s busy, make yourself a sandwich or a bowl of cereal or something.” Sometimes Kevin cooks for them (like tonight, when I’m grading).
But sometimes, just randomly on a Tuesday afternoon, I decide to make them a beautiful cheese omelette with bacon, banana bread scones, and a bowl of sliced berries, just for the heck of it. But tomorrow, gruel!
