I’ve been a professional food writer for nearly 15 years, yet nearly every day around 4 p.m., like clockwork, I have the same thought: Really? I have to cook dinner for these people? Again?
Don’t get me wrong—food is my love language, and I really do enjoy cooking for my loving husband and beautiful children. And yet, there is no denying that preparing a meal that all members of one’s family will eat without too much fussing night after night can sometimes get a little old (and can be
