There is something deeply satisfying about cooking for someone else. OK, maybe you do that three meals a day every day, but normally I just cook for me. I've written about how I make sure I eat well when I eat alone, but my rare opportunities to cook for others are very special.
G (Holly Dog's human) and I both enjoy roast lamb so sometimes I invite her to come for Sunday lunch. I buy small pieces of lamb loin which we have with a variety of veggies. G brings a bottle of wine and we have a glorious meal together. G hates cooking so I know these mini feasts are a joy for her too.
I am going to a huge family meal on Wednesday when about fifteen of us will sit down together and it will be a joyful, noisy occasion.
But there is something very special about cooking for someone else.
And having leftovers next day!
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