Men Should Cook Too
Good morning to all the brothers who know how to slay in the kitchen!
I’ve always been an excellent cook. Proudly! Mum taught me well and I grabbed. Market trips is nothing new; I’ve been doing that since I was a boy. It’s the reason why I can’t be cheated by traders; I’ve learnt the art of haggling over the prices of okporoko, ugu, ogbono, and anything else you can think of.
When it comes to cooking – native, intercontinental, just name it – I’m the baddest chef every liveth. Let me brag about this one biko, I’ve earned bragging rights. Awkward as it may seem to be a proud Naija guy with awesome cooking skills, I felt this skill is needed for survival so I embraced it wholly. So far, it’s been the best decision ever.
Honestly, I don’t think there’s anything that stops a grown man from knowing how to cook, as cooking is not rocket science. Moreover, if you’re a voracious eater, why shouldn’t you be interested in knowing how the food you consume was prepared?
I want to urge every single lady out there: the worst thing you can do to yourself is marrying a clueless fellow who cannot tell salt from sugar, but knows how to open mouth like LAWMA truck to eat every minute. Forget beards & six-pack; a man who knows how to cook is an asset. It shows homeliness.
You’ll have yourself to blame when you suffer to go to market under the sun & rain and return home to slave away in the kitchen, only for oga to cross his legs and read newspapers.
That’s a terrible situation that you don’t deserve. He should be with you, cooking. Moreover, there’s nothing as sexy as standing at the kitchen doorway, watching your extremely charming man chop onions, tomatoes & vegetables for the family dinner. Picture it. Romantic, right? Don’t you want that life you see in Hollywood movies? Think about it. *wink*