I've been cooking since I was 10 years old, that's 60 years. Mother worked evenings and she would plan the meal, get the prep work done and I would finish up. That's a long time and a lot of meals. I'm a great cook and my skills cover a wide range of culinary delights. BUT...I no longer enjoy cooking, in fact, most days I even loathe it. Partly it's the mess, partly I'm not usually very hungry and really no one truly appreciates it. Yet, I haven't figured out how to give it up. Absolutely no decent restaurants in the nearby town, and some days I just get hungry for a home cooked meal. Another of life's conundrums.