I wanted to add a (kind of) funny story that those of you who have spouses who don't cook or clean can appreciate: usually when I cook, I clean as I go, so after dinner there is a minimal amount of plates, pots, flatware, etc. to wash. Last night I didn't do that, which I can't remember the last time I didn't wash up while prepping food and I don't know why I didn't do that last night. But it was a 3-course meal with first the shrimp cocktail, mussels immediately afterwards, and then the lobster over pasta in rapid succession and I was really hungry (I didn't eat breakfast or lunch yesterday, not even a snack).
After we finished eating there were piles of dishes, cutting mats, knives, etc. and my husband was shocked. He said, "Where did all of these dirty dishes come from?" I told him it was a fairly normal amount of dishes and pans for what we ate, and he looked at me skeptically and said, "No way." I assured him that it was, explaining how we usually separated 1st and 2nd courses with much more time in between and if he was hanging out in the dining area looking at his phone or texting with someone, he apparently didn't notice me rapidly cleaning and putting a dent in unwashed cookware and such, or he was watching TV in the other room and was completely unaware of what I was doing. He said, "Wow, it seems like an awful lot of trouble to go through for meals." I was thinking in my head that I have been doing this for 22 years and he just figured it out. I think I got some well-deserved appreciation above how good things taste that I make. About time.
but I'd rather have homemade or from the Okazuya 
miss home!
