watermeadow
I thought this was a built-in natural difference between men and women. In my family the men liked meat, the women liked cake. The women read fiction, the men didn’t. Men grew vegetables, women grew flowers. Women like salads, men don’t.
Any man mad enough to want a cooked dinner in a heatwave must, of course, cook it himself and clear up afterwards.
The other day I had earmarked a joint of pork (already defrosted, needed using up) for dinner, but was going to roast it early and have cold with salad/potato salad.
Dh said he’d really like it hot, with roast potatoes and gravy! So that’s what we had.