I eat out a lot. Prolly way more than I should, actually, but I do eat well. I'll admit to making a couple o' runs a month to Mickey Dee's and I'm not unknown at our local taqueria, either. But I generally patronize "real" restaurants when eating out and I do this mostly because I can.
That said, I'm no stranger in the kitchen and I'm a pretty danged good cook, if I say so myself. I pretty much taught The Second Mrs. Pennington how to cook (remind me to tell you sometime about the first meal she ever tried to cook for me, the short of it being she fixed lasagna, without boiling the lasagna noodles first. Yeah: inedible. School commenced the following day.) and I had my regular turn in the kitchen when I lived a conventional, i.e., married, life.
But these days? I'm lucky if I actually cook... as opposed to "nuke"... dinner more than once a week. You might ask why and here's part of the answer:
Cooking is a major PITA when you have VERY limited space in which to work. The pic above is about halfway through the process of dinner preparation, and I was making a salad when I took the pic. What went before was paring the pork chops, cutting bacon into one-inch squares, and slicing the onion used in the dish. All that stuff stacked in the sink (bread, etc., on the left) is the contents of my breadbox (aka the nuker), which was heating up a bowl of beets when I took this pic. Stuff used in previous steps has already been washed and is in the drainer.
So what's for dinner? This is the entree:
That's a couple of thick center cut pork chops smothered in sauerkraut after being browned in bacon fat for a minute a side... simmer for 20 minutes and serve. There's also half an onion lurking in there, along with two cloves of crushed garlic. And the bacon bits, of course. We don't throw much away.
Dinner is served:
Yum. Fixing this was a pain but the results were worth it!
I might be motivated to cook more often if I lived in an RV with a kitchen like this:
Just look at that counter space! (Sigh)