You can't escape the taste of the food you had as a child. In times of stress what do you dream about? Your mother's clam chowder. It's security comfort. It brings you home.
Woe to us if we get our satisfaction from the food in the kitchen and the TV in the den and the sex in the bedroom with an occasional tribute to the cement blocks in the basement!
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I say: If you don't know how to cook I'm sure you have at least one friend who knows how to cook. Well call that friend and say 'Can I come next time and can I bring some food and can I come an hour or two hours ahead and watch you and help you?'
