How Sexy Can Cooking Be? (Turning Up the Heat)
They say that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. While that might not be completely true (you gotta stimulate the mind, body and soul), a woman that can work her way around a stove can be sexist sexy as hell. Over the years, I’ve discovered that the same holds true for a man that knows how to get his Chef Homeboy R Gee on, too. Ladies seem to love a brother that can cook.
Now, I’m not one to toot my own horn, but I’ve been known to chef up a dish or two in my time (I get it from my mama). I’m far from being the next Emeril Lagasse, but I’m not the average guy claiming he can “cook” only to bust out with some Ramen noodles, Hot Pockets or microwaveable pizza. Nah, I put my pots and pans to work on the regular—especially since we’re in a recession and a home cooked meal saves major funds.
While curry chicken/shrimp, tuna casserole, Italian turkey sausages remain in regular rotation on my at home menu, my increased stove time has forced me to mix it up and try a few different things in the kitchen besides THIS. A few weeks back, I saw that the local supermarket had “manicotti” on sale. To be completely honest, I had no idea what the hell manicotti was (CLICK HERE), I just figured it was some big ass pasta and at 79 cents a box I could give it a try. I skimmed the recipe on the box and bought the extra ingredients I didn’t already have on stash (i.e. ricotta cheese). A few days later I pulled off a pretty tasty dish, IMHO. Unfortunately, I can’t say the same for my stab at making fried calamari a few weeks later. Hey, they had squid on sale. It’s not that it didn’t turn out that bad, but it’s not something I’d serve to a guest just yet—frying just isn’t my strong point.
The other day, my homegirl Trisha and I got into a discussion about cooking when she asked what my signature dish was. I guess I’d have to say that’d have to be lasagna. In fact, one of my exes once told me that my lasagna was so good that’s why she slept with me for the first time. True story. We had been dating for about a month or so and she called me on the fly one night, asking what I was doing. “Making lasagna,” I said. Doubting that I, a mere man, could make such a “complex” dish, she invited herself over for dinner. She got a taste of my secret sauce and by the end of the night I was taking off Vickie’s Secrets.
On the flipside, I’ve come across a few women that have impressed me with their culinary skills as well. There was this one sister that could make damn near anything. I remember this time she came through with a bag of groceries when I wasn’t feeling too well and whipped up a slammin’ feast like it was nothing. This girl woman made some steamed crab and pasta medley with homemade salad and garlic bread—all from scratch. She definitely earned major brownie points with me for that performance—inside and outside the kitchen.
Now don’t get it twisted, a woman (or a man) shouldn’t have to prepare gourmet meal just to make a good impression. A sister could make spaghetti and turkey meatballs (I don’t eat beef or pork) for all I care, as long as it’s from her heart, tastes good and there’s good conversation, we can rock. It’s not like I go all out in the kitchen every night, either, I can just as easily make a simple pot of chili or one of my “ghetto meals” from my childhood like mac-n-cheese, baked beans and fish sticks (no-Kanye). Hey, don’t knock it ’til you try it, it’s an acquired taste. But all this talking about food is making me horny hungry; I might make lasagna tonight; who wants some?
Do you think it’s sexy when someone can cook? Have you ever cooked for someone before? What’s your signature dish? Do you have any cooking horror stories? Have you ever been over at someone’s house and their cooking was substandard? Did you let them know or just held your tongue and ate up? Ladies, have you ever had a man compare your cooking to his mama’s? If so, how did that make you feel? Do you hate when I man knows you can cook and automatically assumes you’re going to make him a meal? How long does it take before you offer to cook for someone? Fellas, would you date a woman that couldn’t cook? Do you expect your wife to know how to cook? Who taught you how to cook? What happens if neither one of you can’t cook?
Speak your piece…
***BONUS: TICKET GIVEAWAY***
My homie Maurice over at MauriceGarland.com is doing a special ticket giveaway to see legendary musician Gil Scott-Heron perform at S.O.B.'s in NYC next Wednesday, June 10, 2009. If you want the free tickets all you have to do is be the first person to answer four not-so simple questions and email the correct answers to Maurice by Friday. CLICK HERE to get the questions and rest of the details. Good luck.


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