CharlieD
Chef Extraordinaire
Definitely, romance without food is not even a romance.
The first time my wife cooked for me (first 2 times we went out, and I hate going out) was on our 3rd date, it was also a third day in the row we got together. After I told her on the second date that it is time she starts cooking or I am not coming anymore. She made this wonderful baked chicken and mashed potato. After that diner I did not go home, we have been together since; it’s about 17 + years now. Have to say I’ve been cooking most of those years, especially since she got pregnant with our first son (he is 12 now) and would get violently ill just walking thru the kitchen. I don’t mind, as the matter of fact I love it.
The first time my wife cooked for me (first 2 times we went out, and I hate going out) was on our 3rd date, it was also a third day in the row we got together. After I told her on the second date that it is time she starts cooking or I am not coming anymore. She made this wonderful baked chicken and mashed potato. After that diner I did not go home, we have been together since; it’s about 17 + years now. Have to say I’ve been cooking most of those years, especially since she got pregnant with our first son (he is 12 now) and would get violently ill just walking thru the kitchen. I don’t mind, as the matter of fact I love it.