The Weekend and Food

It’s Thursday, so that means last weekend seems an age ago and the weekend to come is nowhere near close enough.

I look forward to weekends.

As a child the weekend was family time, time for dance lessons, and time for meeting friends.

Now, it’s the precious time I get to spend with my partner and catch up after the busy week.

It’s the time for food.

I bake for my other half and his friends (usually cookies), I bake banana bread for lunchtime snacks during the week.

 We make something large that can be portioned off for meal reheats, there’s a roast of some description for Sunday lunch, and there’s the Saturday evening meal; usually something a bit more extravagant. Of course, breakfasts also get a bit more involved (ahem, bacon).

The weekend is about having free time and all of the potential things you can fill that free time with. Being able to take time over making food is a luxury I constantly crave: it’s the absolute opposite of how things are during the working week.

... And of course, weekend baking means there are cookies to get us through Mondays.

Terrible creature of habit that I am, I love my little food rituals. Things can be kept simple and comforting in the weekend kitchen, and since we made the move to London I've found that calm, quiet time cooking has become more and more important.

Do you have any weekend food rituals?

All the best,

Alison

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