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One thing I never got about stereotypes is how come on the one hand, there is a perception that "husbands can't cook" or will do an awful job relative to wives and thus it's a feminine thing, but on the other hand, there is the perception that most chefs are male, and the cliche'd image of a cook/chef is a man in a chef's hat. It doesn't really add up.
I tried to prevent it all costs. When he would decide to cook, it would something like tripe stew.
The first time I was in Paris I wanted to see the great market of Les Halles. It was a dark and chilly night with a more than a hint of drizzle. After seeing the stalls and listening to the calls of the French foodmen for a while we really wanted to get warm and have some hot food. We found a small cafe where they served great bowls of tripe stew to be washed down with vin ordinaire. That middle of the night repast was one of the most satisfying and enjoyable I've ever had.
I'd give it a try but where do I find tripe?
My late wife and I both cooked, usually cooperatively. There's no place like a kitchen for good nibbling and good converation.
The first time I was in Paris I wanted to see the great market of Les Halles. It was a dark and chilly night with a more than a hint of drizzle. After seeing the stalls and listening to the calls of the French foodmen for a while we really wanted to get warm and have some hot food. We found a small cafe where they served great bowls of tripe stew to be washed down with vin ordinaire. That middle of the night repast was one of the most satisfying and enjoyable I've ever had.
I'd give it a try but where do I find tripe?
My late wife and I both cooked, usually cooperatively. There's no place like a kitchen for good nibbling and good converation.
Yum is all I can say!!! Love tripe stew.
My dad does no regular cooking either... mom is an awesome chef / cook.
But when my dad makes his famous pork blood soup... that soup makes me drool always it is so yummy!
When I was married I did all the cooking, it kept me and the kids from starving. The X could start a fire boiling water. Anyway I'm a great cook as I think most men are. And when I was finished, I made sure the kitchen was spotless. "Allow"? Seriously?
When I was married I did all the cooking, it kept me and the kids from starving. The X could start a fire boiling water. Anyway I'm a great cook as I think most men are. And when I was finished, I made sure the kitchen was spotless. "Allow"? Seriously?
Maybe "allow" is too strong of a word.
I "strongly prefer" to do most of the cooking. My husband cannot correctly follow a recipe (yet instructions for IKEA products and electronics are a walk in the park). I have attempted to demonstrate simple prep and cooking techniques. He doesn't get it...or his heart isn't in it. When he cooks, completely without my assistance, it's a diet of unseasoned hamburgers that are overcooked, dry, and inedible; fried (no, tortured) eggs swimming in grease; or reheated frozen crap. No thanks.
He "strongly prefers" to do all of the automobile maintenance and yard work. Me? Not even interested.
We each have our strengths and weaknesses. Cooking is not one of his, but it is one of mine.
He and I both prefer my cooking and the (relative) lack of indigestion and wasted food.
He and I both prefer driving in automobiles that are not likely to result in fatalities due to mechanical failure.
Everyone, man or woman, should be able to do the very basics if they are pressed.
Me? I love to cook if I have the time. I'm a long way from a gourmet chef, but I have a picky girlfriend and never made anything she didn't like. We both like to cook.
I appreciate my DHs efforts when he cooks, because he wants to learn and be creative. Sometimes, though, he drives me nuts.
He'll ask me to email him the recipe for xyz, but then he won't read it carefully. Also, things I assume he knows, he doesn't and so guesses tragically wrong.
He made chicken parmesan with a tablespoon of salt instead of a teaspoon. Anyone with a clue would know better. Also since he likes onions, he puts too much into everything.
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