My mother Jan, bless her, had a very set menu on rotation for us kids back in the 80s. Tuna mornay and rice, beef stroganoff, chow mein, and the ultimate go-to, the plate of steamed (wilted?) vegies and meat. With gravy on special occasions.
Now I confess, as much as I riled against it at the time, the grown up, busy, working-mum me tends to adopt the same approach. Once I ‘master’ a meal (a nice, loose definition of the word master there) I tend to stick to it. Most weeks my shopping list making brain will resort to some sort of hybrid Thai curry, mild, spaghetti bolognese (a no brainer), a tuna puttanesca or whatever Mexican readymade meal combination that makes sense to me at the time.
A daily occurrence when you're a parent. Image: Giphy.com
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Being in a dinner rut is how I get through the week and no one complains in my house. Monday - steak, Tuesday - sausages and mash, Wednesday - pies, Thursday - crumbed lamb cutlets, Friday - home made pizza, Saturday - varies, Sunday - home made burgers. Makes my life so much easier not having to decide every day what is for dinner. Don’t knock it til you try it.