Friday afternoon is my favorite time of the week. I usually come home from work a little earlier than every other day of the week. The whole weekend stretches in front of me and I walk around with a spring in my step. Usually the sun is just streaming at full Rocky Mountain force through my kitchen window. I sit down with my cookbooks and brainstorm.
I slowly flip through the pages, consider my latest issue of bon appetit and cook's illustrated and design our weekly menu. I really relish the moments spent contemplating the perfect arrangement of dishes. I image what each will taste like. I look forward to the chance I'll have to cook them. It's such a personal indulgence.
I try to have one Asian inspired meal, one Mexican, and one pasta. I try to use all 4 of the standard proteins (beef, chicken, pork and fish). One night is the ear doctor's chance to work on his progression toward the title of "grillmaster." I like to have one crockpot/casserole since that makes great leftovers for lunches. And I always throw a dessert/baking experiment into the mix. It's like a big ole crossword puzzle trying to cover all the bases.
Does anyone else get this level of enjoyment out of meal planning? or am I an even bigger nerd that I thought?