Leo (July 23rd-August 22nd)
You're a culinary master, Leo, and you know it. It doesn't matter if it's mac & cheese or steak au poivre, as soon as you strap on that crisp apron you instantly transform into a gourmet guru of Jacques Pepin-level proportions. The only thing you magnificent lions love more than sharpening your knife skills is showing them off, so tonight I advise you to finally throw that dinner party you've been talking about for weeks. Keep the menu simple -- maybe a few passed plates of crispy, pillowy samosas, stuffed with succulent potatoes and green peas and fried golden-brown, or paper-thin slices of tender fillet, drizzled in a elegant horseradish sauce and served alongside an overflowing basket of custardy popovers. And as you raise your glass and begin your eloquent toast, I urge you to take a moment to soak up all those adoring, smiling, happily fed faces surrounding you. That was all you, big guy.
Virgo (August 23rd-September 22nd)
You're nothing if not precise, Virgo, and one glance at your nutritious, artfully composed, and well-balanced plate says it all. And, lucky for you, fall is upon us -- this is autumn, your time to shine, so let's go seasonal. Tonight, grab your favorite Muji stationery, plot out a simple, efficient shopping list (sweet potatoes, Brussels, and beets; butter lettuce with late-summer strawberries and feta, a gorgeous, tangelo-hued coho salmon steak, exactly 1in thick), and stroll over to your favorite gourmet grocery. Later, once you've rewashed all the cookware your boyfriend claimed was "clean enough," carefully portion out your ingredients, flip on All Things Considered, and get to work. You and I both know your plate will look even better than it tastes, each food group accounted for in expertly prepared, meticulously distributed servings. For you, my pristine warrior, there's nothing more satisfying than a delicious meal prepared for you, by you, and with the grace only a Virgo can muster.