Recently, I asked one of my partners, a big, strong father of three, what he had done over the weekend. He explained that while his wife was out one rainy afternoon, he and the kids baked blueberry crumble, then assembled a confection known as an “ice box cake” and also tried a new multi-step red quinoa salad recipe. When I asked Thad why we’ve never sampled his creations, he sheepishly mumbled that they weren’t really that good and that he didn’t want to ride the subway carrying a pink Tupperware container. Why not, I wondered?