My new husband thinks I’m trying to kill him. He’s been told (like many of us) he should eat limited quantities of red meat.
So now, every time I bring out the steak or sausages, he views it as an attempt on his life.
The reality of our domestic existence is that I am the cook and, in general, cooks rule when it comes to menus.
Were I competent on the fish front that would make things simpler, but I find it uninteresting to eat and hard to cook correctly.
Chicken makes frequent appearances but there is only so much a couple can eat
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