Since having children, I can not get over how much of my time is spent planning the next meal. It’s fairly standard to be contemplating what am I going to cook for tea, before I’ve even had breakfast. And while I’m a big believer that food is one of lifes simple pleasures, it’s not quite the same once you’re the one dreaming up all the meal-time ideas. Children (or at least mine) don’t seem to have nearly as much appreciation for tucking in – leaving you with a cupboard of products, a fridge full of vegetables and far too much waste.
As a woman who can’t abide gluttony or waste in equal measures, it frustrates me when I find myself throwing perfectly good food away, just because it didn’t get eaten. It would seem I’m not alone in my thinking.