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Posted on: May 3, 2005 12:26 PM
Amongst a guy's closest friends--the inner circle, if you will--it is appropriate to brag about one's girlfriend's sexual prowess. The more she does to you in the sack (or in creative places outside the bedroom), the more she's into you/loves you/likes the way you make her feel, etc.
However, this measuring stick is inappropriate when it comes to telling casual acquaintances, family members, and clergymen about your significant other's dedication, and that is why the ability to cook is a major barometer in any relationship.
Whereas I might brag to my best friend that my girlfriend made me breakfast in bed between blowjobs, that is not likely to be the topic of conversation with my mom. What I would tell her, though, is that my girlfriend made the most awesome chicken dish I've ever had (chicken and broccoli braid) or that she made me a banana cream pie (a significant time investment) because she knows that's my favorite dessert.
Food is a lot like sex in that way. Sometimes we go out of our way to do things we don't like because we know it will make our partner happy, and in no other arena is that more true than in the bedroom or the kitchen.
It can extend to beyond just your partner, of course. When I traveled 75 minutes south to ask my now fiancee's parents for their daughter's hand in marriage, my now future mother-in-law made pasta with meat sauce--one of life's simple pleasures. I'm sure she knew I liked it (I've often bragged on my grandmother's Italian dishes), and it was a nice way of making me feel comfortable and welcome. On several occasions, my future sister-in-law has noticed what I order at restaurants (meat loaf or hot brown) and invited me over her house for similar meals to amazing success.
Having my fiancee's family cook for me shows that they have welcomed me into their family, and that means a lot, but nothing can replace the satisfaction of a wonderful meal for two either prepared by or prepared for the love of your life.
I remember the first time she cooked for me. It was 3 1/2 months into our relationship but a week after our first major fight. We had long since made up, but I'm a milestone kind of guy, so I remember those sorts of things. Anyway, she made dinner, then we went out for some drinks with friends, then to a bookstore for a coffee nightcap. It was easily one of our best dates ever, and going out to dinner rather than staying in definitely would have detracted from it.
We've been dating 27 months now and engaged for a year, and making food together never gets old. Sex never gets old, either, but I'd only tell that to my friends. As far as my parish priest is concerned, my fiancee loves to cook.