Dinner is Served

Growing up, my mom did a dinner co-op with three of her friends. Every Monday night she would cook dinner for the four families and then deliver them. The rest of the week we got dinner delivered to us. She did this for ten years and I think it was the only way she stayed sane. While living in San Francisco, I did this for three years with some of my friends. I mentioned it to some of my friends here and we have started it up. We are on our third month. How did I ever survive without it? I only have to cook one weekday night and the other nights I get a hot delicious dinner delivered to my door. We get together to plan out menus so we know what is coming, and it is fun to get to try new things that I didn't have to slave over. Dinner co-op, thank you for making my life so much simpler, and my tummy oh so happy.