I haven’t eaten inside a restaurant since March 13, 2020. Sure, we’ve gotten take-out, but the limited travel means that we’re stuck with what’s in our tiny town…and that’s not much. I don’t know if it was a combination of the pandemic and the winter weather getting to me, but I got to the point where I HATED even thinking about what we would have for lunch or dinner. Sometimes it feels like adulthood is just going to work, paying bills, and thinking about what you’ll make and serve for dinner.