Mr B, who is unfortunately now bedridden, loves cooking and used to produce wonderful meals. He sees cooking as an art form, all dishes came with flourishes of creams, garnishes, 'blending favours' - almost too artistic to touch.
However, I'm strictly an egg'n'chips sort of gal, I see food as a necessity to keep me alive.
I now have to prepare meals for him and things are getting heated in Chez Boheminan as he expects my efforts to also be culinary works of art, but I'm a 'plain cook'. Also he's a carnivore and I'm veggie. He either leaves what I've cooked, or smothers my efforts in tomato ketchup and eats just that. It's turning into a serious issue and I can't see anyway out of it apart from ordering delivery meals every night, which we can't afford to do. I've tried tackling a couple of his exotic recipes but they've turned out looking like the cats dinner. How do other veggie/canivore combinations manage?
Downloading old 2960s films etc

