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Cook/eat what you like, and if he wants to share, fine. If he doesn't want to eat, you will have a lunch for the next day.
As my old mom used to say when I didn't want to eat something, "Hunger is a good kitchen, it will still be there tomorrow" and cold greens/veg for breakfast were not my idea of comfort food! |
Growing up we had two choices for dinner: take it or leave it. You ate what was put on the table. Instead of worrying about making something he may or may not like, make what you like. If he complains, ask him what he would rather have. No specific answer, keep making what you like.
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Maybe he is sneaking out to a chinese buffet in the afternoon or Scooples Ice Cream Parlor in Brownwood.
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Madelaine Amee,
I do agree with the posters that taste, smell etc. change so I wouldn't worry too much about your husband...as long as he remains healthy. Fix whatever YOU LIKE to eat and let him fend for himself. Quote:
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OK, I can understand this. I can put together a decent meal out of anything, I've always defined myself as a cook. DH recently developed digestive issues (he's being treated) and has little appetite. After years of meals happily greeted, he'll push it away with a little grimace. Food is a physical manifestation of love. We cook to feed our loved ones, on more than one level. When he can't eat what I've offered, I had to think long and hard about why it bothered me. Perhaps you're feeling similar emotions? |
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Instead of blaming your husband for your unhappiness, you looked at yourself for the answer. |
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Food is a physical manifestation of love. We cook to feed our loved ones, on more than one level. When he can't eat what I've offered, I had to think long and hard about why it bothered me. Perhaps you're feeling similar emotions? |
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Madelaine, can you make lunch the main meal of the day? Maybe your husband just doesn't like a big meal at dinner anymore. |
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Dear Madeline A: What about soup for dinner? Here, we have been into the "soup" stage for some years now. Doesn't matter the temperature outside. A full breakfast, a decent lunch, and, for dinner, a bowl of homemade soup with French bread or cornbread and a glass of wine now evokes the same satisfaction as filet mignon once did. I believe it is just a natural progression and nothing to worry about. When we get to the ""Pablum" stage, that'll be the time to worry.
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