A Feast
After my parents divorced, my mom didn’t have a lot. But, to her credit, she never let us go hungry when I was with her, although I know it wasn’t easy for her to make ends meet. Partially it was that she didn’t have enough money to buy food. The other part was that she worked twelve hour overnight shifts and didn’t have enough time to cook things that would’ve been cheap but take a while to cook (like beans). Ramen was a special treat when we were together, and it wasn’t until I was older that I realized why.