Okay, so Thanksgiving, Christmas, a dinner party, and family dinners have occurred in the last six weeks. I love to cook. I am officially cooked out.
Planning meals, cooking the appetizers, dinners, breakfast, the desserts, the holiday sweets were fun in the doing. The best part was seeing the enjoyment of family and friends as they ate my cooking. It was great.
But like usual, I made way too (I should say toooooooooooooo) much food. I had made enough portions to feed twenty people if not more. I am not kidding. Part of my problem is I was raised to make plenty so that we are never short for any one or if unexpected guests drop by.
The real problem is I just over estimate how much people will eat. I try to calculate a serving of each food per person, but in truth, I tend to make so many different dishes that there is no way any person could eat a full serving if they wanted to eat every dish available to them. Instead, any person would have to basically take a big tasting of each dish to be able to consume everything made.
My mom told me she insists on going shopping with me to teach me how much to buy for each dish. She also told me not to make so many types of dishes. Plus, she tells me she hates to see me work so hard. Okay, I say. But I love cooking for people. But she is right, which I hate to admit.
The food never goes to waste for the most part. After cooking so much, there are plenty of leftovers that I don’t have to cook for a few days, plus I freeze portions so my mom doesn’t have to cook. Even with all that, there are enough portions left over to make many meals many times over.
I have to learn the art of cooking smaller portions. Just enough for everyone to enjoy, but not too much that we have days and days worth of leftovers. This way, frankly, we won’t get sick of my cooking which would defeat the purpose, right?
Maybe, I should have made that one of my New Years Resolutions. Hmmmm.
Until we meet again, this is Linda Misleh Wagner, Future Former Fatty learning the art of making smaller portions.