This is what happens when you’re stuck in the house and you’ve discovered imperfect foods, Fresh, and Wholefoods and you own gadgets. Voila! The imperfect meal creation of things you wouldn’t buy like a rutabaga, because your mom never bought them and you don’t’ know how to cook them. But, you paid for them, their in your imperfect “surprise” box. So, in the spirit of “we don’t waste….” going to push myself to make meals with these vegetables.
Just so my sister doesn’t miss getting credit, she is the one who told me about the imperfectfoods.com I admit in writing, I’d never heard of it, but this self isolation is revealing a different me to myself. A few days ago, I decided the taco meat would turn into chili, and then the imperfect potatoes would turn into fried potatoes and then I put it all together. So, what is it called now…..well, here is the birth of the imperfect meals.
Before that, I used Popeyes Chicken for three days of chicken salads over broccoli and cauliflower with homemade cheese sauce. I will try to incorporate this into the future, because it doesn’t take a lot of time. But going into this, I was all over the place, one minute, I was sweeping, then the next minute I was checking my work email. Then my sister was calling or texting with a pattern to make my own masks. (Yes, I didn’t know how to do that either.) Because, my mind was frozen with the kindergarten zoom class at 10:30 and the all call at 4:00pm and lunch, exercise and “I look a mess.” All of that equates to being overwhelmed with the fact that I now have to do what the children’s learning coach did last year. Wooooosah!
There is now an sense of anxiety as I wait for my third imperfectfoods.com box today and the very nice vegetables I would never buy because I couldn’t envision a recipe quick enough, so I dance pass the very fresh, straight, undented, unbruised vegetables in Harris Teeter. My best critics remain the judges of what really matters, does it taste good. The correlation between the beauty of being imperfect so reminds me of the song about, the potter that wants to put you back together again.”