My OH is a brilliant cook which explains my weight gain since we met. I used to operate on the "one cooks, the other washes up but as when I serve dinner the kitchen is perfect and when he serves dinner the kitchen is a complete disaster area (every pot used) I changed that to "the one who cooks cleans up". I thought he would change his way but no, he does the most elaborate and tasty meals so he can get on with it. I am sooooo lucky. ?
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His roast dinners aren't bad but lack the finesse of mine. (Timing mainly, veg either raw or soggy..and food going cold while he dishes up...I drop gentle hints but I am grateful he cooks.) I am not complaining. He'll often make us a sandwich lunch too, or a salad.
