The other day, after our dishwasher bit the dust (ugh, who knew dishwashers were so expensive?!), my husband and I were having a conversation of household duties. Brice somewhat awkwardly said “I know you say you do, but I just want to check, you actually like making dinner, right?” I laughed, we’ve been together for so long now, I figured he would of course know I love to cook. But truth of the matter is, some days cooking is just not in the cards. With working in Hillsboro and hitting the gym in the evenings, starting to make dinner at 8pm doesn’t often sound appealing.