Man... Back when I was younger and single... I dated some young ladies who could NOT cook... and they would always be trying to cook for me, man. And I'm no chef but my mom was a short order cook so I do alright because I learned from her... but the stories man... EPIC.

There was one young lady that cut up hot dogs as the protein in a bag salad. She poured the salad out of the bag and chopped up BALL PARK FRANKS on it... bruh... what?

There was the one who tried to cook stuff bell peppers with rice. And she didn't cook the rice in the bell peppers. She said she thought the rice would cook with the peppers. I almost broke a tooth. Really nice young lady though... but

But I just saw a plate with broccoli and cheese on it, and I was reminded of this time Kraft slices were gingerly applied on over boiled broccoli as a healthy side to a meal... Man.

Trust me... I had never asked a woman to cook for me. I do not recall ever asking. Even today, I cook most of the time in my house because I like cooking - it relaxes me... but man... Those were some WILD times in my more whimsical youth...