After the faff of cooking, i just want tea and toast??

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All last week we had rubbish diners so i bought a shed load of food and have spent a lot of the weekend cooking. The meals have been lovely and made from scratch bla bla bla.
But after the faff of buying the food, bringing it home, putting it away, cooking it and getting the timings right etc etc...serving it up...well i cant be faffed, im sick of looking at it by this stage. Dh is the only one who eats whatever is in front of him and hes had a bloody great weekend.
But all i want now is tea and biscuits or toast. All that faff, am not bloody doing it again.

My Dad was like that, he'd occasionally host very elaborate dinners and the stress of it all would mean he wouldn't eat any of it.

As it's Mumsnet I think I'm legally obligated to suggest batch cooking 😁

Yep, I feel that way after cooking a big roast. Once it’s all done, I just don’t want it!

I dont know how my mum did it, she cooked every night and i never once heard her moan.

I did a batch cook yesterday, it’s all nicely in the freezer and I’m having cheese and crackers - can’t face food right now.

Yeah it’s a job in itself isn’t it. My DCs have started making the odd meal, but even so, I have to buy the food, plan what to make with it, decide when we’re having it and what the alternatives are for fussy and/or veggie DC and then give them instructions and info “where is the xx? Do we have any yy? How long do I zz?” until I just wish we’d got ready meals and been done with it! I’m so over cooking.

I'm like this with Christmas dinner. Dh cooks it, but gets so stressed over it that I don't really want it once it's served up. I actually resent the dinner for all the tension it causes. He won't let me cook it either.

I cant batch cook, i already make an enormous amount and dh eats it all..
Plus im rubbish at reheating stuff, it never tastes as good.

I'm ok day to day. I enjoy tuning out and pottering around the kitchen after work and once DD is in bed.

Christmas Day. Holy shit. I plan everything meticulously and if I say so myself, I make wonderful food.

But by the time I've done all the menu planning, shopping, prepping, washing as I go (we don't have a dishwasher), and cooking. I can't face eating more than a couple of roast potatoes.

We're going out this year for it 🤣🤣

Yup, exactly the same here. I remember my mum being the same as well.

FIL loves to cook and is excellent at it. 9/10 he goes to great lengths to cook us something wonderful and only eats about 2 mouthfuls himself. He still does it though, it’s his love language I think

But why are you doing it? If your DH doesn’t? I never know why women mindlessly martyr themselves like this. It’s not law that because you were born with a vagina you have to cook for men. Have your toast or microwave meal or takeaway or whatever and let grown men sort themselves out.

I have to admit that after cooking (particularly a roast or something equally heavenly tasting) there is nothing I look forward to more than eating it. Much to my and my BMI's chagrin! But we're all different! Xx

I cook every night unless we get a curry delivered (couple of times a month) I fully understand this feeling. It’s like the process and the smells fill me up somehow.
I often just want cereal and crumpets or toast instead. Sometimes I save my portion for my lunch at work which means I don’t always have to eat boring sandwiches.

Always

Everything I batch cook sits neatly stacked and uneaten in the freezer.

I actually think you're me. This is exactly how I am, including really enjoying pottering in the kitchen after work, but only managing 2 spuds on Christmas Day. I LOVE cooking for people... its weird.

… but also, why are you doing all the cooking?

Now all our kids have left home we often have beans on toast or omelette. It's a relief not to have to plan and cook meals for six all the time. Plus as you get older I don't think you want to eat as much quantity.

After 30 years I can no longer gauge the quantities for one. Or I CBA.

It’s been just me and the dog for the last three days.
Yesterday I ate leftover rice and pesto for dinner (minimum fuss).
Today’s breakfast was 4(!) frozen croissants. I told myself I’d keep 2 for tomorrow and save on oven time. Nope.
I had lunch at 2pm. Scrambled eggs on toast and red peppers.
Still wondering if I even want to have dinner. It could be ice cream on the sofa straight from the tub or bacon and tomato risotto from scratch. For one.

I’ve lost my way. Bring back reliable mealtimes and my usual 20 minutes in the kitchen!

My mum, who I go to at least once a week for dinner (since divorce) always makes great meals. She's 76. Every time she will get up and says 'that's another days dinner over with thank goodness' - I always tell her to let my dad cook, or me, or my sister, or her grandchildren - but we aren't allowed in the kitchen! I left home at 25 with no idea how to cook because my lovely mum wouldn't let me! I spent a few years travelling so was able to cope. My partners mum was a single working parent so he knew how to cook basics. We survived.

Everything I batch cook sits neatly stacked and uneaten in the freezer.

I use foil dishes, take out to defrost in the morning, shove it in the oven for dinner time otherwise it would sit there uneaten.

My chef trained SIL would cook amazing meals for the family but make herself a Findus crispy pancake because she couldn’t face eating after hours of cooking.

Seems I'm not alone then.
And posters saying why are you cooking....well the stuff dh and ds make is too spicy for me or too fussy. What i crave and i haven't properly had for at least 20 odd years, is my mums cooking, like the poster above with the 76 year old mum who is a great cook. My mum didn't cook fancy stuff but her steak with onion gravy was was actually historic, and she only used oil and butter. No matter how hard i try i can never replicate the taste. I love a bit of beef or chicken with a nice gravy, potatoes and veg, and dh and ds likes it too but doesn't cook that way, ds likes spicy and dh likes chinese or stir fry...(yuk)

So the plainer stuff is left to me and sometimes i try something different, like i did this weekend, but omg the faff of it all.

Im just missing my mum and her cooking i guess, that and the feeling of your mum mothering you a bit, haven't had that since long before she died.

Some things taste better reheated, curry for one thing!

Sad i get you. Just having someone else to do the cooking is sheer bliss. Hugs x