Before my daughter came along, my husband and I had a variety of roommates, including a cook who taught my husband the seductive culinary arts! I wrote the post below in the 2000s, when I was gardening, working two jobs, and participating in National Novel Writing Month.
Today, my family still benefits from my husband's crash course in kitchen witchery. On his last day off, he made pizza dough and pie crust dough from scratch while our daughter remote-schooled and I remote-worked. When we ladies of the house finished our work, we joined him in the kitchen and put together some delicious calzones for dinner and an apple pie for dessert. It makes me feel so warm and content to cook with my loves, and to be honest, it makes me feel more attracted to my husband too! It's only human nature.
If I may boast a little more, my husband also does almost all of the grocery shopping since the start of the pandemic. And he's great at it.
Not every wife can feel such affection toward her husband these days; school closures have added stress to the common dynamic of women continuing to do much more of the shopping and cooking than men, even when women work/study at least the number of hours as their male partners. It's a shame, because it kills joy and can even drive relationships to the breaking point--and it's a missed opportunity for spicy quarantine courtship.
Yeah, that's right. People of all genders, including men, become more attractive when they demonstrate a passion for cooking. I mean, duh, right? Cooking for someone else makes a person seem put-together, thoughtful, generous, good at providing, and warm. And consuming a healthy, home-cooked diet can make people look and feel more physically attractive as well.
At my house, my husband works about twice as many professional hours as I do, so I feel that it is fair for me to do most of the meal planning, grocery list-making, cooking, and cleaning up. It helps that my husband fully respects and appreciates the labor I put into housekeeping, because he knows exactly what it entails and doesn't take it for granted.
When I first met my husband, he couldn't make a decent plate of spaghetti. That's forgivable in a young dude who just moved out of a college dorm, but grown men should really consider stepping up to the serving plate if they want to hang onto a happy wife (or any other sort of significant relationship) and a happy life. Both (or all) partners in a committed adult relationship should at least know their way around the kitchen, whether or not it makes sense for them to split time in the kitchen equally.
For a fun set of tutorials on how to grow up, get healthy, and earn your favorite people's undying love, try out the Nat's What I Reckon cooking video series.
Men Belong in the Kitchen
Making me pumpkin soup! Yum.
While I was at work today, Mr. G and Mr. C took advantage of their mutual day off to butcher my beautiful, homegrown pumpkin. *Sniff!* It's okay... It was a beautiful pumpkin, but it TASTED even better roasted with onions, celery, and carrots and blended with spices and cream into a savory soup.
There's nothing like having two men in the kitchen when you're participating in NaNoWriMo and working two jobs. Loves! It! The soup was accompanied by cider and anise-and-orange-flavored pan de muerto left over from our Day of the Dead altar. For dessert: A dark chocolate Vosges truffle with bitter chili and chopped pumpkin seeds.
...And just one pumpkin produced a whole lot of seeds for roasting and planting in next year's garden. I am feeling full and sated and inspired and awfully thankful way ahead of Thanksgiving.
May every WriMo be blessed with spouses and friends who like to cook!