My marriage is traditional in the sense that I do the vast majority of the household cooking. When Floyd knows that I am going to be coming home later in the evening, or don’t have a lot of time to eat let alone cook, he is great about jumping right in to help out and whip up a nice meal. So when these needs don’t arise and I find him behind the stovetop, I am pleasantly surprised. This morning I woke up to freshly made pancakes. I hadn’t asked for it, and wasn’t expecting him to do any cooking.
We all get overwhelmed in our work and social lives. Meal time is a treasured few minutes you can talk about your day and catch up. *Not having to prepare that meal all the time is a welcome gesture. And I’d encourage all guys to step up to the stove from time to time. Even if it comes out a little burnt or doesn’t taste quite the same as when your spouse makes it, I’m quite sure she’ll appreciate the effort. I know I do.
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This post was written by kmashek on February 27, 2011