When Jessica began caring for her father, George, she expected the hardest part would be managing his memory loss.It wasn’t.It was dinner. She’d make his favorites — tomato soup, grilled cheese, scrambled eggs with dill — only to find them untouched. “Not hungry,” he’d mumble, setting the fork aside.Sometimes he forgot he hadn’t eaten; other times he’d frown at the plate and say, “This doesn’t taste right.” Jessica tried everything — new recipes, smaller portions, soft jazz