I once went on a cooking strike that lasted 2 years.
Then when I was 7 months pregnant with DS11 John's dad negotiated a truce.
He had to promise to come home and eat my cooking every night.
I had to start cooking again.
DD at the time was not happy about this, no more eating out.
I remember I cooked a prime rib of roast with roast patatoes, gravy, corn asparugus and pie for dessert.
She wanted to called (childrens aid ) on me.
John told her you go ahead the worker will be glad to eat your dinner.