Meal Prep and Planning

You know that 2 p.m. crash. When your brain feels like it’s wrapped in wet paper towel.

I’ve stood in front of that pantry too. Staring at flour, sugar, and half a bag of chocolate chips.

You’re standing in front of the fridge at 6 p.m. Empty. Tired. Staring at half a bell pepper, some wilting spinach, and a lonely can of beans.

You open a recipe and immediately feel lost. Too many terms. Too many steps. Too much noise. You just want to cook something real.

You’ve stood in front of the stove, knife in hand, and felt it (that) sudden quiet in your head. The oven hums. Thyme hits the hot pan.