It has been the saving grace for us. So many weeks we have nothing to look forward to, except for the food challenge. I am not exaggerating.
One of our kids is single, and without roommates. I worry about him being lonely. He is the one with the most restaurant experience.
It’s funny to think about now, but he was the pickiest eater when he was a kid. Mostly because of a dietary issue that we didn’t realize he had until he was around 10. By the time he was 12 or 13, he was watching cooking shows for entertainment. It is such a joy to watch him tackle each week with such intensity. He’s an incredible cook! (By the way, where are all the girls who should be impressed with a man that doesn’t need the woman in the kitchen unless she wants to be?)
I hear you. The only real ‘symptom’ I’ve experienced through this whole ‘lockdown’ business, has been loss of appetite.
I was on vacation through the middle of March - and when it was time to go back to work, they told me they were locking down. Within a few weeks, I noticed that nothing tasted right, and I didn’t really want to eat. (I guess that’s why my cooking threads haven’t been very inspired, lately.)
But generally, it didn’t seem to affect me much - I thought the loss of appetite was due to much reduced physical activity and disruption of usual schedule - I live pretty hermit-like normally, anyway; my greatest pleasures are ‘inner’ ones.
But a few weeks ago, I began to notice that I was getting worried and more angst-y - and I think that’s due to all the bad news, contention in the news, and dwelling on ‘the state of the world’ too much.
I have come to the conclusion that this whole ‘lockdown’ business has been harming more people than it has been helping.
Kudos to you and your family, for finding a way to remain engaged and interested. For me, FR has been a great help; (and also being more busy and productive teleworking than I ever was given all the distractions of the office :-)
The summer before my son left for college I told him he needed to learn to cook and he blew me off.
His second year of college, he was in an apartment. called the first week and asks me “Mom, what do I need to cook?” I said “lessons”
So he started coming back on the weekends for cooking lessons.
8 years later, his sesame encrusted salmon is fabulous.