I think I have the food editor's version of writer's block.
I don't want to cook, think about cooking, grocery shop for cooking or anything else that has to do with cooking. I think Zuddy and Noodle are sick of looking into an empty fridge. Zuddy's even been joking about it: he opened the fridge door the other day and shouted, "Hel-LOOOOO!" to see if he could hear his echo. Oh he's a real freaking riot.
So the other day I was shopping and saw Hamburger Helper on sale.
I picked up a box and bought it. Then I made it for dinner.
Was it delicious? No.
Did I care? Not really.
Noodle wouldn't touch it, and when Zuddy came in the door, she said to him, "Do you like Hamburger helper?"
Zuddy: "No, why?"
Noodle: "Mom made it for dinner."
Zuddy: "No she didn't."
Then he looked at me with crazy panicked eyes and said, "No you didn't.....did you?" His voice got kind of high and squeaky when he said it and he walked quickly to the kitchen to get a look at it.
Sheesh. You would've thought I substituted.....I don't know......one of our neighbors all chopped up or something for the ground beef.
Do you guys ever have this issue? It's been going on for a while now. Help me.