My single girlfriends always complain that whenever they go out on a first or second date, the gentlemen's quest for discovery always include the irksome question of all time... Can you cook? Which begs the question... why do they ask?
I'm curious and am eager for enlightenment. Is it because they are hopeless in the kitchen? Has cooking for ONE lost its allure? Is it due to sheer laziness which enables a disdain for anything culinary? Was there a traumatic kitchen episode in childhood which lead to Culinary PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder)? Are they afraid she's into the RAW diet? Does it question their machismo? Are they concerned about food poisoning? Are they sizing up their competition (the next Iron Chef)? Or are they simply curious?
Whatever the reason may be, single women everywhere vehemently abhor the question. So interesting, how three little words can wreck such psychological havoc.
Is the way to a man's heart really through his stomach? Gentlemen, if you are looking for Date #3 through #5, please refrain from this particular query, no matter how tempted you are and how innocent the question might seem. For a single woman, it conjures images of frigid winters, the depths of hell and an eternity of gluttony driven exploits featuring you. If lost for sensational conversation, stick with the weather & your health. 😊
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