What's up Ink people? Its Hubby again. I was asked to write you guys another blog post and I'm always willing to help out the wife, especially when I've been promised certain things! She won't pay up 'tll I write this so... As Tatted Mom has told you all before, she and I have spent the better part of the last four years with our heads up our asses. It was a learning experience in some ways, so I can't say it was all bad. But, in this time, we both dated other people. I think what we learned the most is that "other people" suck and Tatted Mom and myself are made for each other. Now, throughout my stint with "other people", I learned some things about a lot of women that I didn't think was a big deal at first but it blows my mind now.
When did women stop cooking??
Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to say that the kitchen is a woman's place and you should be in there barefoot and pregnant. But every woman in my life growing up, in my opinion, could handle herself in the kitchen. They knew how to feed their family. In the years I was seperated I dated a broad range of women. I wasn't a man whore, but I met a few. I met people through friends and met people online. Do you know how many of them cooked? None. It was a trait I looked for!! Many of them had "I can't cook and hate the kitchen" written in their profiles. This is one of a countless many reasons why I love my wife to death, she can cook!! (I'm glad I have you back baby.)
Of all my past and present friends and coworkers, I can count on one hand how many of them have wives or significant others that cook or bake. The ones that are good at cooking are the memorable ones. Those are the ones that get known on a first name basis, even if I've never met them. The guys will come to work with some brownies or these really amazing cookies or some kind of finger food...for no reason!! Just because they were good at, and liked, cooking. Do you know how proud a guy is when he brings in a dish his wife made and the guys are like, "Did Morgan make that?? Oh, hellz yeah, I love it when your old lady cooks!!" We get off on that!! Remember in my first "Man Philosophy" post about the 2 ways to man's heart? His stomach was one of them!!
Now, I love to cook. I'm good at it...hell, I'm thinking about ending a military career to go to school for a culinary degree. That doesn't mean I want to be the one to prepare food every day. And in my rambling, I'm not talking about throwing together mac n cheese and chicken nuggets. I'm talking real, legit cooking. I don't wanna hate...but in my neanderthal opinion, if you're dinner expertise relies on a box of hamburger helper or grill cheese sandwich, you're wrong. Watch the Food Network!! Google a recipe you had at Olive Garden last week. Here's a good one that I personally like: make dinner time like a family affair. I don't mean at the dinner table...but in the kitchen. I like to get my kids involved. I like when the wife and I cook together.(She likes when I sneak up behind her and wrap my arms around her with a light kiss on the cheek while she prepares something.) It helps us have quality time.
In closing, there is a reason why its "Betty Crocker" and not "Bradley Crocker", now get in the kitchen and make me some blueberry pancakes!! Just kidding...just a rant from a guy with an observation. But seriously...pancakes...
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