My goal between now and when our daughter is born is to put one meal per week in the freezer. We’ll see how many that adds up to (hopefully 4 or 5), but like I told Gerrit the other day I just have this sneaking suspicion that I am not going to make it the full 40 weeks. But putting meals in my freezer also means that I’ve been having to clean out my freezer to make room for them. And y’all, can we just talk about how bad I am at keeping my freezer organized?
Honestly for someone who loves to cook and who is known in my family as being extremely organized, it’s kind of embarrassing how bad my freezer is. I had to throw out meat that had been in there entirely too long (that one just makes me sad and ashamed), and chicken carcasses that I was saving for chicken stock (I think I just need to admit at this time and place in my life that homemade chicken stock is just not worth the hassle) and I haven’t even finished yet. I’m trying to cook what I can, but some things have been in there well past their freezer time allotment. (Related: let’s not talk about how cleaning out my pantry went a few weeks ago. We can just say that hopefully I am learning some good lessons about the food waste that has been going on in my house even without my realizing it.)
But now I have at least a little bit of room to stock my freezer up some, which is a good thing because in addition to what I want to put in my freezer my mom has also told me the meals she is bringing me and people at church have already mentioned meals, too. I get the impression that we are going to be doing just fine food-wise. (I really do have the best family and friends, and I am continually overwhelmed by the generosity of people in our lives.)
Some other meals I plan on putting in the freezer:
penne with chicken and sun-dried tomatoes (or, as I like to call it, pizza pasta)
chicken poppyseed casserole
sweet corn and mascarpone lasagna