Meals, Revisited

I live alone. For meals, I either pick up restaurant food or have something I can eat with my fingers, sitting in an easy chair in the living room in front of the TV. But in the last few days, something shifted. I find myself actually cooking simple things, sitting down at my dining table, and enjoying my view of the red rocks of Sedona while I eat. Today I prepared salmon and brussels sprouts. Simple. Easy. Nutritious. Maybe I’m turning over a new leaf. What’s your experience with meals?