My daughter chopped the garlic and sliced the sweet peppers. I browned the beef and grated the ginger. Then we slipped the peppers into the oven for roasting and boiled two handfuls of udon noodles.
Thirty minutes later, we had a killer stir fry for dinner. More important, though, was what we didn’t have: arguments over screen time and chores and whose dirty laundry was on the bathroom floor.
I knew a meal-plan subscription kit would be a real time-saver. What I didn’t know was it would also save my relationship with my 11-year-old daughter.
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