Just cooked my first solo meal in forever and it may have been the most fulfilling meal I have ever cooked.

Ever since the lockdown started I've been getting through the day by cooking for both myself and my wife. We love cooking together as it's one of the few things we enjoy doing together. She's a no fuss vegetarian andI'm an also no fuss carnivore. I love how she cooks for me and I cook for her. It's also a great way to get through the day. But yesterday she had to travel to her hometown for the weekend and I had to fend for myself. I opened the fridge and all the leftovers we had there was for her. So I knew I had to cook for myself. The fridge was stocked with meat and vegetables. I had a few cans of peanuts and a lot of balsamic vinegar. I loved the salad that the wife made with this stuff but I had a craving for noodles. I got out all the ingredients. I had beef that I could cook with some peanut sauce and balsamic vinegar. I had the right noodles. It was ready in 15 minutes. I took a bit and I loved it. I was in awe. I cooked something that I could cause love. I had three bowls worth of it. It was the best thing I have ever tasted. Honestly I was getting a little tired of the food that my wife was making. I wasn't tired enough to cook something myself. But this was a game changer. I will never look at food the same. I can make what I enjoy. I won't lie that the thoughts of some form of reciprocation may have crossed my mind. But I didn't care. I loved what I made and I noticed the beauty in it. The beauty of cooking. Of sharing the food you make for the people you love. Of experimenting with so many flavours that the world has to offer. The whole thing was so special.