Nothing gets you into a man’s heart faster than asking to see his scars Except cooking for him… if your a good cook. Or even just an adequate cook. Or just not a bad one. Or if he can’t tell the difference.
I’m just sayin ladies, ask about your man’s interest’s, and learn to cook at least three meals such that they ain’t burned.
And learn to clean up after yourselves. And that goes for the ladies to. Don’t have to be neatniks and germophobes by any stretch, but someone who doesn’t just throw dishes in the sink and expect the sink fairies to deal with them is a good start.
The very first date I ever went on after moving away from home, and I was utterly, and had no idea what restaurant to take a girl to anyway. So I had the bright idea of cooking her dinner myself.
Nothing gets you into a man’s heart faster than asking to see his scars Except cooking for him… if your a good cook. Or even just an adequate cook. Or just not a bad one. Or if he can’t tell the difference.
I’m just sayin ladies, ask about your man’s interest’s, and learn to cook at least three meals such that they ain’t burned.
Same goes for you fellas.
And learn to clean up after yourselves. And that goes for the ladies to. Don’t have to be neatniks and germophobes by any stretch, but someone who doesn’t just throw dishes in the sink and expect the sink fairies to deal with them is a good start.
Good idea. Build up to it.
The very first date I ever went on after moving away from home, and I was utterly, and had no idea what restaurant to take a girl to anyway. So I had the bright idea of cooking her dinner myself.
Best idea I ever had.
Good. I’m glad.
“Poor”. I was utterly poor.