Cooking woes

Ask any woman and she’ll tell you — the real burning question of the day isn’t political or economic.

It’s: “What to cook?”

And no, "whatever" is not a helpful answer, dear husbands.
Neither is “anything” from the kids who then veto everything.

One day my brain is brimming with 15 ideas — and I can’t choose.
The next day I stare at the fridge like it’s a cryptic puzzle and I’m missing the final clue.

Even if you’re lucky enough to have a cook — surprise — you still have to answer the question!

From breakfast to dinner, thrice or more a day, the pressure is relentless.
Taste + health + availability + effort level + mood swings (mine and theirs) = chaos.

And yet, we still try.
We still think, plan, cook, and feed.
Because love, somehow, is also measured in meals.

But seriously — can someone just make a national menu plan for the month and spare us the trauma? 🙈

Until then, here's to all the home chefs silently screaming:
What. To. Cook.