@jespah,
funny story jespah....
My neighbor, who considers herself a gourmet cook (has worked on yachts and for rich people in Aspen, etc) had us over for dinner a couple of weekends ago. We knew the people who were visiting them for the week.
Anyway, everyone oooohed and ahhhed over the dinner, including me, want to be polite you know.
She made a pork loin, some kind of tofu thing, brussel sprouts, salad, mashed taters....all apparantly done in some kind of gourmet fashion. I sat at her granite island in her gourmet kitchen and watched her go through about 3 different stages of cooking the brussel sprouts (and that didn't include the prep or the pre-blanching) ditto with some kind of salad dressing she made, and basting this and that.
One of the guests in considered a terrific baker (I think you're either born a baker or not), and made a simple coffee cake for dessert.
I realized after a while that I couldn't smell any of the food cooking. I kept sniffing for the spices baking in the cake, the roasting meat. Even when she took everything out of the oven, no aroma.
Then I realized her gourmet kitchen had some state of the art gourmet fan system that was wisking are the smells away...the very smell I consider an appetizer.
Anyway, when we went home I asked Wally what it thought of dinner (the company was great). He said "you do better than that on everyday meals"
The pork apparantly had a strange raisin sauce, the potatos were dry, the dressing was basically oil, balsamic and garlic, and the brussel sprouts were, well, just brussel sprouts....the cake wasn't anything to write home about either.
I swear to God, I could have thrown something like that together in half the time, you would've smelled the wonderful scents, and it would have tasted just as good, or better.
All in my sears stove/oven.
BTW, I do feel us here without kids do have an easier time doing the fresh thing.
If I don't feel like making something, we're not going to starve...it's forage for yourself.
Hard to do that with kids.