Our greenhouse was built the week after we moved from Big City life to the farm.
I was 8 months’ pregnant, on maternity leave from my office job.
An office job where I bought my lunch each and every day.
But there I was on the farm, and unable to see my feet.
What do I make myself for lunch?
What do I make my husband for lunch?
What do people have for lunch when they’re at home?
My husband comes inside and announces, “You’ll have to make lunch for the greenhouse guys.”
Now I know how Laura Ingalls felt having to cook for the threshers.
Long story short – I cooked spaghetti, they ate it, and they went into town for lunch every day after that.