It makes me uncomfortable when I'm asked to "bring a dish" to a social function, because I can't cook. Especially to church functions because I often get a look of, "Don't you cook for your husband?!" Cook? Not really, but we eat. I have my meats pre-seasoned and delivered. In Utah, we loved dream dinners because my friend owns a store out there and would put our meals together for us! All I had to do was shove it in the oven. Perfect. If only