My dad is a Bachelor. He doesn't really cook. The most he does in the kitchen is make fresh coffee and breakfasts that usually consists of eggs, bacon or ham, and maybe french fries if he has some. A little over a year ago Abuela ended up living with him; up until she passed away right before this last Thanksgiving. While she was living with him the woman, an EXCELLENT cook, made sure the man was well fed. You know, like any Abuela tends to do. Fatten you up for the slaughter.