Still don't feel like cooking so trying to decide what to get delivered. We were lucky enough not to lose our taste or smell but still don't have much appetite.

My mother wouldn't make something special for us but if we had tried it previously and didn't like it we didn't have to eat it. She did take into account certain preferences when deciding the menu like if the night before was something my brother absolutely hated, she would try to choose something he liked for dinner the next night. Also if we didn't eat our dinner we didn't get a snack later. By the time we were 8 and 11 my brother and I regularly cooked at least one meal a week, which meant we got to choose the menu that night.