Given R is a bit older than me, there is a chance that one day he might not be around and I might have to cook for myself. I ask questions about what he is cooking. Mostly it all starts with frying onions in a pan. I do actually know how to cook a lamb chop and a steak, and some vegetables. But it is his lasagne and various other pasta dishes, his stir fries, his tuna mornay, and his sweet Indian curry that I would struggle with, never mind presentation of a meal. I am hopeless at that.
I am sure River, who lives alone, has the best of intentions, but things fail for her. (I was supposed to link there to something River wrote, but I have now forgotten what is was. It was a long time ago)
What to do when you are getting on a bit and want nice food? Meals on wheels are not so bad. I am a resident of the expensive to live in City of Port Phillip, and I think our meals on wheels are quite good.
I recently heard of a trial programme with local restaurants joining in with meals on wheels. Instead of having your meal delivered, you can go out to a restaurant and have a meal for the price of a meals on wheels, which I think is about $6. How good is that!
But I am bit surprised as I assumed Meals on Wheels was for people that were pretty well incapable of cooking for themselves and perhaps house bound.
The place where we often have Saturday morning breakfast, in Pran Central, Prahran, seems to do take away evening meals for locals, who may live in nearby high rise housing commission flats. The same cafe owners have been there for twenty years or more. As regular customers, they treat us very well. I have also seen them treat very disadvantaged well, with some extra food put in with what the little the person could afford to buy. I think it is a quite profitable business, but the owners certainly put back.
Mother is very reluctant to cook for herself now. She will occasionally, but too often it is a chicken burger from that Scottish restaurant, or something from Subway or soup from a tin. Hardly surprising she has lost a lot of weight since Step Father died. She may start getting meals on wheels soon. We have planted the seed in her mind, but it may take some time to generate.
Lordy, I wrote this so long ago. Mother is still making her own meals, in a way.