It's amazing how the concept of romance, love and contentment changes overtime. My idea of a romantic dinner these days is cooking at home with hubby. Not that I mind candlight dinners (only if hubby responded a little better to any mushy, loving, longer-than-5 seconds look than with just a "what?") but there are benefits of having a man assist you while you float around as sous chef. Here's why:
1. Men tend to be at least a wee bit stronger and hence quicker when it comes to activities such as kneading the dough, slicing some fridge-worn meat, cutting onions and sparing you the tears...
2. For some strange reason, men (at least the few I know of) feel happy about not having to cook the meal which in their books is the harder part of cooking and hence are content with helping you with the actual hard part -- which includes cutting, kneading, preparing and then cleaning up. It's a notion I'd never like to change.
3. By the time they start helping you with prepping for phase two of cooking, they start feeling famished with the thought of all the food that awaits them at the end of the ordeal and thus speed up, quite efficiently, in order to help finish the job faster.
4. They look so cute following instructions :-))))