Sunday, July 29, 2007

Grub a dub dub

So, husband and I aren't huge into cooking, and that means we eat a lot of salad and other easily assembled, 3-5 ingredient meals, not to mention we spend a lot of time at local restaurants. And we enjoy it!

Eating out is like our hobby, and come on, probably cheaper than golf or Marie Osmond dolls (plus, eating out is fun instead of lame...no offense intended to golfers, tons of offense intended to the Home Shopping Network). And we respect people who are into cooking, we really do, but what's starting to kill me is how often food-preparation-related comments are directed only at me. Why?? Do I look domestic? Do I send off the tell-me-about-food vibe? Do people look at me and think, "I bet she makes tarts while learning torts?" Or perhaps it's bc I'm a she, but then again, IT'S 2007.

Example: a neighbor came by the other day and made a joke, looking only at me, about how next time, he wanted brownies. Come on! Do I look like I enjoy 1950s advice such as "Let him talk first - remember, his topics of conversation are more important than yours," or my personal favorite, "Don't ask him questions about his actions or question his judgment or integrity. Remember, he is the master of the house and as such will always exercise his will with fairness and truthfulness. You have no right to question him. " Also, last week, husband and I were at a get-together when a well-intentioned man started telling us, and when I say "us" I mean "me," some tricks about lasagna. a) what? why? I have never made lasagna in my life and b) why are meal comments directed only at me? Will we not both eat them? Since we have no kids and are both employed and about to be in intense graduate programs, why would anyone guess that I am the only one who whips us up some dinner?

The thing is, we are interested in learning how to make easy things (note the "we"), preferably with ingredients we can pronounce, so maybe it's not fair for me to rage. But it's my blog, so I don't have to be fair...yessssss!

And at some point in our lives, I hope we manage to have kids, and when we do, I hope I get to hang out with them a lot, and if my full-time gig is to rock out at home, then of course I will likely prepare many of our meals. (Though last I heard, husband was lobbying for me to be a hot shot attorney and him to be a stay-at-home dad, er, Xbox champ...not going to happen, honey)... So when one of us has more free time than the other, that one will spend time in the kitchen, and that one will likely be me. But that time is not now. And the year is 2007. Women can vote now, too. Thank you for your time.

3 comments:

J said...

HAHA! You are the funniest. Now make me some dinner.

supalinds said...

I so know how you feel. My in-laws think I am the devil for not getting dinner on the table. Last time I checked we both have full time jobs, and he has posable thumbs, HE TOO CAN COOK.

And believe me when I tell you, we should sit all the morons down who think women should be in the kitchen, and subject them to my cooking. Never again will they ask me why I don't feed my husband.

And most importantly, like you, we heart eating out!!

Megan said...

i hear ya sister suffragette!! actually, i do stay at home right now, and we still do the cooking TOGETHER. just tell them that you'll live three times longer than them anyway if you stick to mostly salad. i'm the same way; i don't cook a whole lot, but i can whip up a mean salad!