Just can't help quoting the following from the http://www.nytimes.com/2001/11/15/garden/15LIDI.html "... While other women choose yoga or meditation to relax, Ms. Bastianich cooks. The prospect of throwing up her hands and ordering in is foreign to her. "Maybe I felt that way once or twice," she said. Once or twice what? A month? A year? "No, once or twice that I can remember," she answered, smiling. "Cooking is good therapy for me..." How many times, coming from work annoyed and exhausted, i dragged myself into the kitchen and in two minutes i was a new person. Although, i must admit, it became this way only when my daughter left for college. So now every night i'm not feeding the family, i'm cooking a romantic dinner for me and my husband. But in worst case, if i fail, take-out will do.