Now you might think this is going to be a post where I enthusiastically tell you about how I started bulk cooking meals and freezing them and my life is changed forever and is now a million times better.
I mean, I’m sure it would be if that’s what I was doing (at least that’s what 345,987 websites out there tell me will happen) but no, I haven’t started purposely making meals and freezing them for later. I’ve thought about it many times. I like the idea of the finished product in the freezer. But when it comes to devoting a day to cooking those meals… well frozen pizza’s are a good emergency stand by and I can throw them in my shopping cart in 25 seconds or less.
No freezer meals for us, until today… the day that shall forever be known as AGGGHHH-the-blankity-blank-blank-freezer-died-while-we-were-out-of-town day.
Remember these guys?
They were in the freezer.
Remember these guys?
One of them was in the freezer too.
Remember this?
The last of that was in the freezer too.
…
Fortunately not everything thawed.
Fortunately the neighbors are letting us use their chest freezer today.
Fortunately all the freezers everywhere are on sale.
Fortunately I was able to spend the afternoon (and probably tomorrow too) cooking what did thaw and putting it back in a freezer.
And so today I accidentally fell into making freezer meals. I’m sure I will love to pull something out of our new, actually freezing-cold, freezer and heat it up for dinner. And while I’m certain this isn’t at all the way one is supposed to go about this endeavor, I can’t say that today’s experience has made me a believer in freezer meals.
I’m not sure though, maybe it will make my life a million times better, I think I’ll go cook up another ten pounds of taco meat and think it over…
