My biggest fan

Me, not eating well

I often don't eat well when I'm home alone.  Or maybe I should say, I eat weird.  I'll subsist on coffee until mid-morning at which time I frantically re-heat and gulp down some leftover pasta.  Then I'll forget to eat again until late afternoon at which time I'll slurp down an iced mocha while making a gigantic salad to eat at one sitting.  Or I'll make a meal out of a baked sweet potato.  If I'm feeling emotional, (are you ready for this?) Spagettios may make an appearance in my kitchen.  I pretty much forgo "regular" mealtimes, and just eat when I get hungry.

Axiom #4: You'll eat better if you have someone to cook for.

Which brings me to my biggest fan, Frank Vander Wall.  Here he is, enjoying a turkey and tomato sandwich at our "normal" lunch hour.

Frank, eating well

You see, when Frank and I are home together for lunch, I actually prepare food and we sit down and eat it together.  Same goes for breakfast and dinner. Three meals a day at "regular" times.  I know what you're thinking: this makes me sound totally conventional and house-wifey, but get over it, people.

My sweetheart brings out many of my better traits. Cooking well and 3 squares are just a couple of them.  Many thanks to my biggest fan!

A New Zealand luncheon