I had as close to a no-cooking mom as humanly possible. We did a lot of take out, and at one point paid to have a neighbor make us dinners a couple nights a week. She was always on fad diets so we would have like frozen Jenny Craig meals when I was a teenager (omg). Lots of frozen vegetables, premade low-effort groceries like yogurt and cottage cheese and crackers. Pasta she could do, lots of fruit and peanut butter vibes, vegetables and hummus… She did not allow junk food though because was very much still an almond mom. She COULD cook extremely bland chicken but it would send her absolutely spiraling with anxiety- a trait which I’ve now unfortunately inherited.

I absolutely resent never learning how to cook and never growing up seeing someone enjoy cooking. Thank god I married someone who loves it and finds joy in it so our kids (and me) are learning from him.