I was making my meal plan for the week. The bed was covered with grocery ads, cookbooks, notebooks, printed recipes, magazine cutouts. I was bangin' on all cylinders.
"Sesame crusted pan-seared Ahi tuna with a wasabi glaze and ginger fried rice" and "red velvet cupcakes with chocolate ganache served with a homemade raspberry granita" were some of the many exciting new recipes on my meal plan.
Hoping for yet another muse, I called my husband seeking input and inspiration.
"What would you like for dinner in the next few weeks, dearest?"
"Well, I was thinking maybe it would be nice to have... well, you know... meat and potatoes. Maybe some fresh fruit for dessert. A few green salads."