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31 Days: Study


This is my cookbook collection, It may seem weird to talk about studying cookbooks but I want to cook more for myself. I've talked in other posts about how hard it is to cook for one person. One of the ideas I have had for this blog was to help me and others learn to cut down the number of servings of recipes and match ingredients used for one recipe to another recipe so that cooking for one isn't all about fixing one dish on Monday and eating it for the next three nights. I don't know about you but I can't eat the same thing four days in a row.

So I want to study these cookbooks and find recipes that are similar but enough different that you can have variety in your diet. For example, find a recipe that calls for one can of tomatoes that you can be cut in half and then find another recipe for the next day that will use the rest of that can.

I have lived on frozen dinners for awhile. Even when I was married, if my husband and I were eating dinner at different times, I would pull a Smart One or Lean Cuisine out of the freezer and heat that up for dinner. When I was trying to lose weight five years ago, frozen entrees were the best way to achieve portion control. This time when I lose weight, I want to combine portion control and fresh food by cutting recipes in half or even quarters and enjoying what crosses my lips but hopefully does not go to my hips. Don't worry, I'll share my study notes with you.

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