Yeah, I know, it's hard to believe, but I do. The wife and I have known her for years. She's a very special person, who is near and dear to us. She lives 30 miles away, and 15 miles of the trip is dirt, compared to my 8. She's helped us out in the restaurant when times were tough, and she's always pretty good at coming to dog sit when we need her to. She is single, doesn't need to work, and has plenty of free time. She loves my cooking, and loves to eat. She's mostly vegetarian, she says, but she can't fool me. She comes over every now and then, I usually make us all a nice meal, and it's gone before you know it. Once in awhile she invites us down to her place for dinner, and here's the thing: She's not a good cook. The wife will verify this, so we both generally want nothing to do with her dinners. For the most part, I really am a hermit. To get me off the mountain takes way more than all the kings men. I rely on this as my excuse to stay home most of the time, but I'm sure it's getting old. Neither the wife nor I could possibly tell her her cooking sucks. And by the way, she dislikes the drive as much as we do. What to do?