For lunch on Saturday I grabbed a can of organic soup off our pantry shelf. Thinking we needed "quick" options for some meals, we stocked up on a few canned organic soups, being careful to select the ones without added sweeteners. They are "okay" in a pinch, but I realized as I slurped a spoonful on Saturday, they leave a lot to be desired when it comes to flavor. After a few bites, I pushed the bowl away.
My husband questioned, "Saving that for your mulligan?"
"No way. It's not worthy."
Taking the bowl, he sampled the soup, then with a shudder, he pushed the bowl back towards me.
The taste of homemade called to us after that experience, so for our evening supper I prepared a pot of Lentil-Vegetable Soup. (See Recipe Page.)
Then for breakfast Sunday morning, Kurt mentioned he was hungry for waffles. Thinking I didn't have enough time to prepare waffles from scratch (we were getting ready for church), I grabbed the whole wheat Insta-Bake. (It's supposedly healthy as far as baking mixes go, but looking at the label I am doubting that.) The waffles seemed heavy with an unsatisfying flavor. We longed for the taste of homemade...again.
So... this morning I whipped up some waffles using a favorite recipe and we feasted on the yummy light flavor of "Annette's Oatmeal Waffles." (See Recipe Page.)
(For toppings on our waffles we use a small amount of pure maple syrup, or all fruit jam, or fresh fruit. Pure, 100% maple syrup doesn't trigger cravings for me, but I use it very sparingly, and very infrequently.)
I know some people who rarely cook from scratch (some rarely eat at home, period) but ever since I started eating healthy foods, I realize my mouth rejoices in the taste of homemade.