I lost the plot about this around a year ago when DSs were mid-late teens. I got pissed off with the wife work, the thinking about the meal plan, the booking the delivery, the cooking, the juggling work and after school activities and trying to get good, cheap, nutritious food into everyone. To be fair, I chucked the cleaning up toys out of the pram previously, and we have the rule that if you don't cook, you clean. They were about 12 when we started that, but they always had to clear the table from teeny.
The result of the losing of the plot:
we have a family WhatsApp group for shopping - if you don't ask for snacks to be added the shopping fairy doesn't provide. You have to tell me what you want for lunches otherwise you get five straight days of cheese sandwiches. If you use the last of something and it doesn't go on the list you have to go to the shops and buy it yourself.
Saturday lunchtime the Sunday delivery is organised. Snooze you lose - if it's not requested by Saturday lunchtime you're on your own.
Sat lunchtime we sit together, look at the week ahead (work travel, after school activities, hobby travel) and everyone has to suggest a meal that will fit in a slot. If I'm traveling or busy, teens are required to choose something they can cook for everyone, as well as eat. They sometimes ask for things I don't buy for ethical or cost reasons, but then we have a chat and work out an alternative. DH is expected to cook whatever is on the list if he's free and I'm not - he's a competent adult in all other areas so he can just get on with it, but this approach means he now contributes ideas.
So, I still do the bulk of the organising, but at least the rage has gone. And my DSs seem to have got the message that dinner isn't my problem. And, very occasionally, one if them will take a turn to themselves and the minor miracle that is homemade pasta will happen, as if by magic, with no input from me.
I should have lost the plot years ago. (eyes up the overflowing washing basket...)