I don't love restaurants. (Yes, I do realize it is because we eat out so much. The irony.)
I don't love cooking. (Although I do love cookbooks.)
But I do heart having my friend invite me over to cook for me! This weekend we struck pay dirt. We drove to Boca for Jim's birthday party on Friday and were fed by Pam. And when we came home on Saturday we went to Jen's for a Fourth of July barbeque. She always makes us really yummy, pretty food. (See cake above.) Eating home cooked food that someone took the time and care to prepare for you is really better than anything.