I love it when men can cook. I get a kick out of watching them cook for some reason. I guess because it's cute.
my grandpa can barely put a sandwich together on his own >.> my dad is an amazing chef who loves trying new recipes and cooking asian food and curries n such my bf makes a few things here and there, but doesnt cook much beyond baked spaghetti and occasionally pork chops. i do a lot of the cooking around the house though, because i like puttering in the kitchen oh, and my stepdad was a god of the grill but didnt really cook anything else while my mom and him were together, save for occasionally perogies n sausage if she was away/out
I "puttered" in the kitchen on sunday and made some right mad macaroni cheese. I discovered the secret to making white sauce is in the stirring. I decided to commemorate my first succesful cheese sauce in 15 years by spunking into it. You know how girls like to drink their piss in the morning because of its supposed detoxifying effect, well I wanted to cheese-toxify myself and I tell you I tasted mighty swell it did.
We have a small galley kitchen in our condo. If I'm cooking, I want everyone else out--company at close quarters while I'm wielding a sharp knife or operating a hot stove makes me nervous. (Basic prior prep or cleanup after the meal is welcome, though.) I've been known to shop for the wine, cocktail makings, appetizer, main course, vegetable(s), starch(es), dessert and brandy or cordial and cook (and mix) the whole blasted affair myself. I enjoy the whole process. I can't be the only man around who likes doing all that and who usually does it competently. I've had three fine southern cooks as examples: my grandmother, my aunt and my mother. Other guys have had similar examples in their lives. As for folks who think it's unmanly to spend an afternoon in the kitchen . . . I dream of dumping a 400-pound squat upon them--I'm a powerlifter as well as a cook.