My whole drive home from work today I thought, What are we going to eat for dinner? Anyone who knows me knows I am not a good cook. My husband usually does all the cooking. Once in a while I will help him out by whipping up something quick, something that could be quickly heated up and doesn’t take much preparation. I have made soups and casseroles, or I’ll throw an occasional pot roast in the Crockpot, but it doesn’t happen often. I feel like sometimes following a recipe is even difficult for me! There are times I somehow manage making a mistake even when I am reading a recipe! When I am cooking something for the first time, my husband gets so bothered by me, because I ask way too many questions. I really don’t understand how I got to be like this! My mom and both my sisters cook and enjoy it. For some reason, I just didn’t get the cooking gene.
Today is a night my husband coaches at his Crossfit gym, so I am on my own to figure out dinner for the family. What can I quickly cook up for the kids? I think to myself while driving home. Our family eats early. If we didn’t my kids would fill up their tummies on snacks, so we learned to eat no later than 5:30PM.
It randomly clicks in my head! Oh, I got it! I know what I’ll cook! We have tortillas, cheese, and frozen grilled chicken strips. I’ll make quesadillas!
They were easy and fast, and the kids enjoyed them (well at 2 out of the 3 did)!