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At the risk of sounding silly and trivial, I've been holding on to a lot of stress around dinner. More specifically, what I make for dinner. I cook all the meals for the house, and while I enjoyed it over the years, recently I began to dread it. There are allergies, sensitivities, and, plainly speaking, preferences that have complicated things for me in that regard. However, quite literally this weekend, I managed to let go and let myself simply make food for myself and the family without feeling like I was a hostage. Not only did I make food I was proud of, everyone ate mostly everything I made, and they liked it. I even managed to try something new with one small element of a meal I've made hundreds of times. It felt good. Truly.

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