Lately, I’ve been cooking breakfast, lunch, and dinner for most members of my family. I’d say all, but I wouldn’t be telling the truth. I just discovered that it’s easier to take care of lunch and dinner for my wife and kids when I don’t actually eat the thing I’ve made. Earlier this week I cooked a grand beef and green olive tagine. It’s basically a really good beef stew (when I was a child I thought that was the consummate oxymoron), and my kids love it. Because I was out at social events a number of times this week, I didn’t actually eat any of the tagine. So it lasted and lasted. And I got a break from cooking. They had it for at least two lunches and two dinners. Today I brought it with them to their daycare. When I picked them up in the evening, it turned out they had only eaten about half of what I had sent with them. So I finally got to eat some myself. Even cold, it’s delicious.