Iāve spent a lot of years feeding people.
As a farm wife and mom who raised three daughters, I couldnāt begin to count how many meals have come out of my kitchen over the years. Weeknight suppers, Sunday dinners, hurried meals during planting and harvest, food packed up and taken to the field, birthday dinners, holidays, meals before ballgames and school activities, and plenty of ordinary Tuesday nights when everybody simply wanted to know:
āWhatās for supper?ā
And then there are the extra people.
Friends of the girls. Family stopping by. Farm help. Someone who happened to be there around mealtime. You learn pretty quickly that when youāre feeding a farm family, it never hurts to have enough for one or two more.
Looking back, I know Iāve changed a lot as a cook.
Not necessarily because Iāve learned to make fancier food. If anything, Iāve probably gone the other direction.
Iāve learned that feeding your family well doesnāt have to be complicated.
Farm Life Teaches You to Be Flexible
If thereās one thing you learn as a farm wife, itās that the clock doesnāt always get the final say.
You can plan supper for 6:00, but the weather changes. Something breaks. A job that was supposed to take an hour takes three. Theyāre trying to finish a field before the rain gets there.
And that beautiful little supper schedule you had planned?
Wellā¦so much for that. š
Iāve learned not to get too attached to the plan.
Sometimes supper gets held over. Sometimes it gets reheated. Sometimes everyone eats at different times. And sometimes what I intended to make gets pushed to tomorrow and we have something much simpler tonight.
Thatās not a failed meal plan.
Thatās life.
Simple Food Is Often the Food Everybody Loves Most
Iāve made plenty of different things over the years, but you know what disappears from the table?
The simple stuff.
A good casserole. A pot of soup. Meat and potatoes. Pasta. Homemade pizza. Sandwiches. Breakfast for supper. Something warm from the oven with a vegetable or salad on the side.
The kind of food that doesnāt require a dictionary to read the ingredient list.
Iāve learned that fancy doesnāt necessarily mean better.
Especially when youāre feeding a family.
Most of the time, they arenāt looking for restaurant food.
Theyāre hungry.
They want something that tastes good, fills them up and feels like home.
And I think thereās a lot to be said for that.
Iāve Learned to Cook With Tomorrow in Mind
Years ago, I probably thought more about getting tonightās supper on the table.
These days, I appreciate anything I can do today that makes another day easier.
If Iām already making something and it makes sense to make extra, why not?
It might become another supper, a lunch, something tucked into the freezer or simply enough leftovers that I donāt have to cook again tomorrow.
Because Iāve also learned this:
You donāt get extra credit for making life harder than it needs to be.
If Iām already making the mess, dirtying the dishes and heating up the kitchen, I might as well get as much mileage out of it as I can.
Knowing How to Stretch Food Comes in Handy
Feeding a family for years teaches you how to look at what you have and make it work.
Maybe there are more people eating than you expected.
Maybe you have leftovers that need used.
Maybe itās the end of the week and youāre determined not to make another trip to the grocery store.
Or maybe youāve seen the grocery bill lately and decided weāre going to use what we bought. š
You learn to stretch things.
Add a side. Put some bread on the table. Turn leftover meat into something completely different. Use whatās already in the pantry. Make yesterdayās supper part of tomorrowās lunch.
Itās not about being stingy.
Itās about being a good steward of what you have.
And with the price of groceries these days, I think thatās a skill worth hanging onto.
Iāve Learned That Thereās Usually Room for One More
Raising three daughters meant we didnāt always know exactly who would be around our table.
And honestly, I wouldnāt have wanted it any other way.
Over the years, Iāve learned not to worry quite so much about whether a meal is āgood enoughā when someone else is there.
Hospitality isnāt about putting an impressive meal on the table.
Itās about making someone feel welcome at it.
Sometimes the meal might be wonderful.
Sometimes youāre stretching a casserole farther than you originally intended and hoping thereās enough garlic bread for everybody.
Both count.
Pull up another chair.
Weāll figure it out.
Convenience Food Isnāt Cheating
I love homemade food.
I also live in the real world.
There are days when making something from scratch sounds wonderful, and there are days when opening a jar, using a seasoning packet, grabbing frozen vegetables or starting with refrigerated dough is exactly what needs to happen.
Iāve stopped believing that a meal has to be 100% from scratch to count as homemade.
If you made supper in your kitchen and fed your family, Iād say you did just fine.
Convenience ingredients can save time, reduce stress and keep us from spending even more money on takeout when the day gets away from us.
Use the shortcut.
I promise the supper police arenāt coming. š
Meal Plans Are Tools, Not Rules
I love having a plan.
I donāt love being controlled by one.
Thereās a difference.
Knowing what I could make for supper takes away that dreaded late-afternoon question of what on earth weāre going to eat.
But if Wednesdayās meal sounds better on Monday?
Make it Monday.
If plans change and nobody is going to be home?
Save that meal for another day.
If itās been one of those days and something easy sounds much more realistic?
Change the plan.
A meal plan is supposed to make your life easier.
You donāt work for the meal plan. The meal plan works for you.
Thatās something I wish every busy woman would remember.
And Maybe the Biggest Lesson of Allā¦
After raising our three daughters and spending all these years as a farm wife, Iāve realized that most of the meals Iāve made have been pretty ordinary.
And Iām thankful for that.
Because ordinary meals mean we were home.
They mean there were people to feed.
They mean another day of work was done, somebody was coming through the door hungry, and we had a table to gather around.
Our girls grew up.
Life changed.
The seasons kept coming and going.
And somewhere in the middle of all those breakfasts, packed lunches, field meals, hurried suppers, Sunday dinners and nights when I had absolutely no idea what I was going to makeā¦
we made a life.
Thatās what I think about now.
Not whether every supper was perfect.
Not whether I made everything from scratch.
Not whether the table looked pretty.
I remember the people who sat around it.
So if I could tell a younger farm wifeāor any young momāone thing from my kitchen table, it would be this:
Feed your people.
Make the foods they love.
Keep it simple when you need to.
Stretch what you have.
Take the shortcut.
Make extra when it makes sense.
Donāt panic when the plan changes.
And when another person shows up around suppertime, pull up another chair.
It doesnāt have to be fancy to be good.
And it certainly doesnāt have to be perfect to become part of some pretty wonderful memories.
š¤ From My Farmhouse Kitchen to Yours
A big reason I started creating Farm Wife Favorites meal plans and home & kitchen guides is because after all these years, I know how much energy can go into simply figuring out what to feed everybody.
My goal isnāt to give you another complicated system to follow. Itās to provide options.
Itās to make feeding your people a little easier.
Because thereās enough in life that we canāt simplify.
Supper can be one thing we can.
Happy Cooking! š¤
Kelley ~ Farm Wife Favorites