We have not quit eating, nor have I quit making lunches, but we are in the middle of moving, and all bets are off when it comes to estimating when I can get pictures of meals up here again.

I'm hoping I can start making and photographing meals again soon, but I had forgotten just what a pain moving is.

At the moment the meals we are having are strange amalgams of what is left in the cupboards. Tuna and baked beans? Anchovies and split pea soup? How about tomato salmon bisque?

My family will be so relieved when the cupboards are bare. I think they'd almost rather starve than deal with the fear surrounding what monstrous alchemy will be served up next.