Just cook. That is the message of the moment, the act to embrace. Just cook dinner. It is a habit as easy to form as a bad one, and more beneficial by far.
Of course, home cooking can be stressful, particularly during the week. Never mind the time spent at the stove. There is also the time spent planning, and the time spent shopping: invisible labor, more taxing than it seems. And then someone has soccer practice. Or the traffic is heavy. Someone needs to work late. Time famine grasps us all.
Fiftieth reunions are not new, of course. They’ve been celebrated for decades — by small numbers at first, and larger numbers as more people lived long enough to put a party together. But this year, there is one difference: The Class of 1964 is the first graduating class of the post-World War II baby boom and the leading edge of the generation retreating — however reluctantly — from the center stage to the backlot of retirement.