Opinion: After 1,000 quarantine meals, I discovered my wife doesn't really like salmon

Wednesday marked the 334th day since our world shrank. In our house, we start the count on March 13, the last day the kids had school, the day of our last in-person meetings and the last day I wore dress shoes. Practically speaking, that means Wednesday's breakfast marked our 1,000th meal in captivity.

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