They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Then why the F am I still single (apart from the fact that I’m quite discerning)?!
I’ve had enough of cooking for a while (don’t ask). Don’t worry, it’s only temporary.
My frustration levels are off the charts (don’t ask). I hope it’s temporary.
So, what does this tired and frustrated girl do? Well, I like to watch.
Guys , I don’t know what it is with you and food. I think , perhaps, some of you think cooking is difficult, time consuming and therefore , not worth it. One of my standard questions in the dating-that’s-really-an-interview process is: “So, do you cook?”
There are many reasons I ask, but one of them is that it’s fucking sexy when a man I’m attracted to can cook me something, and cook it well – that’s not a euphemism, but it usually, conveniently, translates into other areas. One of my favorite guy-cooked-for-me memories was when a boyfriend of mine sauteed shrimp in butter and garlic – and that’s what we had for dinner. Simple, yummy, drippy, slippery, and good. He wasn’t a culinary wizard, but he had confidence in that dish – he knew he could do it and do it well. And he did.
But, this post isn’t about men and cooking.