Indeed it has to be a block, a writer's block! It has been over a year since my husband started stalking my thoughts and left no opportunity to say his magical sentence – “ Dear, I want you to start writing regularly! ” An explosion of events happened meanwhile in our lives. For instance my husband got promoted from “Would be” to “Is” position. I lost flab, gained mass; still swaying. Touchy topic but I guess with pizzerias getting ever more active and efficient than local ambulances; I and my generation are not to be blamed wholly for falling prey to the sinfully fattening hunger satiating alternatives floating and beckoning! The idea of your food being ‘few touches and a hello’ away, when you are glued to your laptop and badgered by incessant calls from your boss; does sound like a redeeming option. Thanks to my health freak partner who essentially sulks if his digestive system does not receive home made meals twice in a row. I am blessed to have a 'much needed restr