Meal time

No matter where I am, one of the hardest parts of the day is planning our meals.  If I could make the same meals every day, I probably would.  Life would be so much easier.  Trips to the market would be quicker.   Costco would be my new best friend.  This of course would last about 3 days.  Not two days as our family thankfully eats leftovers.

In Buenos Aires, it has been hard for me to get into my cooking groove.  I must be doing something wrong as it is dreamy to be able to eat pastas, pizza, and empanadas while sipping wine all the time.  These foods have almost become a staple for tony and me.   We used to eat pizza about once a month and pasta only to energize ourselves before a century (100 mile) bike ride.  I feel like I am in a spinning wheel making the same meals for everyone.

Gianluca: bananas, pears, butternut squash, avocados and kabocha. 

Anthony and Alessandra: cereal, bananas, apples, eggs, oatmeal, cucumber, hamburgers, pasta and pizza.  Anthony has decided that he prefers baby food.   He points to what Gianluca is eating and asks for it.  My go to foods for him have been carrots and yogurt.   He eats them at least once a day.

I have experimented making new things.  Some turned out really good (black bean soup) and some were big failures (bird food mush). It's called bird food because I soaked  pre packaged mixture of split peas, rice, corn, barley, and lentils for Gianluca's baby food.  If it tasted good, I would have branded it vegetable soup, but since it tasted horrible, it is forever called bird food yuck.  Poor Gianluca.  

Tonight the plan is to have hamburgers.   This might change as there might be a festival at a local park.

Stocking up on the weekly fruits and vegetables 

It's labeled "garden of vegetables".   I call it bird food.