Ode to the PBJ

February 9, 2015 at 5:41 pm Leave a comment


My normal routine for Sundays or stat holidays is to batch cook some meals for the week so there is always something healthy and good to eat in the fridge/freezer during the hectic week. Soups, lasagna, muffins, that sort of thing.

Today I celebrated BC’s Family Day holiday by making a batch of peanut butter sandwiches. If you know me or have been reading here for a while that should give you a sense of how life has changed since welcoming a newborn into our lives eight weeks ago. It’s killing me not to be able to cook, but there just isn’t time. The most elaborate I’ve gotten is a pot of soup (once) and poached eggs on toast a couple of times a week. Those are the good days when you have time to make an egg.

The humble PBJ has gotten me through the a lot of hard days and nights. I’ve started making them in batches, freezing them and then taking one out when the night shift begins. I’ve gone through half a kilo of peanut butter this way since the baby was born. Not sure this is doing much for my quest to regain my pre-baby body, but there is nothing like a PBJ when it is 4am and after screaming all day a bright-eyed someone has decided this is playtime.


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