We're having a serious heat wave here in NYC. I'm sitting in my office (I should say our office) staying cool, restoring a drawing and eating occasional chunks of watermelon.

Bonnie's in the other room preparing our set lunch: steamed fish, steamed broccoli and steamed fresh corn.

We are definitely creatures of habit when it comes to eating, totally unadventurous. Except on Saturday when we may go totally wild. The last couple of Saturdays I've been panbroiling a salmon steak. It's still fish! And Bonnie has been really pushing her boat out by pan broiling a small piece of steak.

We only have two or three other set meals. Oatmeal and banana for breakfast. Larger tossed salad with chicken pieces for dinner. Or noodles with peanut sauce and chicken pieces + small tossed salad. We generally avoid eating red meat.

We've made creating these few meals a fine art. I think Bonnie deserves the lion's share of the credit. She has an impeccable sense of proportion in mixing ingredients. Her dressings for both chicken and salad, based upon Balsamic vinegar, olive oil, mustard, honey are something worth eating. One feels satisfied without being heavy--and spiritually uplifted.

We rarely alter our diet because these meals taste so good. And we have candlelight and music every night.

I am fully dependent and can no longer imagine an evening without some of this Bonnie-made food.

It's strange that we do so little experimenting because we're actually quite interested in dining. Bonnie gets cookbooks out of the library. We read and discuss the recipes. For what larger purpose I can't say.