When home cooking becomes a necessity.
Tuesday, I made a pot of pork ragù, Italian bread and pasta dough for pappardelle (wide pasta).
Tom (hubby) rolled and cut the pasta dough which gave me some time to step away from the kitchen for a little while.
We made a pound of pappardelle. This is just one of two sheets.
For me, home cooking is cheaper, taste far better and healthier than processed, prepackaged or restaurant foods.
The downfall to home cooking is that it can be time-consuming. However, for some of us retired baby boomers, it is a necessity.
Sad as it is, it is just the two of us now. Family is grown, far, far away and have lives of their own. All we can hope for is that they all stay safe, healthy and happy.
Tom and I cook all of our meals, here, at home. The only days we don’t cook, are the days we eat left-overs from the day before.
Luckily, most of us were taught, by our parents and grandparents, how to cook and prepare a home cooked meal.
It wasn’t until I was twelve years old that my parents finally took us to eat at a restaurant. Up until then, all our meal were eaten at home.
I might add, it was the first time and the last time my parents indulged us with dining out.
Although I do understand why so many eat out; I find it sad that most don’t have the time or basic kitchen skills to cook at home.
There may come a time when it is a becomes a necessity. If not a necessity, ` than a tradition to pass down to each generation.