Cooking for one

Thanks to the great Spend Less Initiative of 2010, I have started planning and cooking my meals at home. Let me tell you a little something about cooking for one*. It stinks.

Cooking for one is just as hard as cooking for six, with the unhappy side effect of copious amounts of leftovers. I've even tried halving my beloved family recipes and guess what I get? Three servings instead of six. That means that if I cook something on Monday, I'll be eating it until Wednesday. Truth be told, I don't really mind leftovers, but I do mind them when I'm eating them day after day after day.

"Why don't you portion them out and freeze them?" Mom asks.

Been there, done that. Most prepared things don't freeze and reheat as well as you'd suspect, and usually, even after you've let them hang out in the freezer for a couple of weeks, I'm still sick of them from when I ate them fresh out of the oven (three nights in a row).

Sigh.

What is a girl to do?

My friend Carrie bought me an awesome cookbook for Christmas, Cooking for Two. I have yet to try it out (it's much, much fancier than what I'd normally cook for myself--Beef Wellington?!--and uses ingredients I've never dared touch--I'm looking at you, filo dough), but I'm looking forward to trying out some of the recipes in the coming weeks and months. Mostly I'm excited to just eat something twice and be done with it. I'll keep you abreast (heh, breast) of the results as soon as I do.

Now go eat something delicious!

*Cooking for two would be crappy as well, I would imagine, but still not as crappy as cooking for one.