Status Updates From Alone in the Kitchen with a...

"So what does it say about my self-esteem that I know perfectly well how to make a velouté and yet would choose to crack open a can of SpaghettiOs when dining alone? (I am not using the word 'SpaghettiOs' as a metaphor here.) Do I not believe that I am entitled to the same level of tenderness that I extend to others? Or is it, in fact, a greater level of self-love to not put myself through the hassle of making dinner

"Day after day, week after month, I stuck to my routines like a chorus girl in the back row. Even all these years later, in a life that is loaded with fancy supermarkets and disposable income, a Saltine is still delicious." Ann Patchett

"Dinner alone is one of life's pleasures. Certainly coming for oneself reveals man at his weirdest. People lie when you ask them what they eat when they're alone. A salad, they'll tell you. But when you persist, they confess to peanut butter and bacon sandwiches deep fried and eaten with hot sauce, or spaghetti with butter and grape jam." Laurie Colwin