I don’t cook. Fortunately I live in a country where cooks are easily available. Better cooks than me. And I can devote my time and energy to earning money to pay them. The only time I’m willing to cook is when the Brat looks up at me with his beautiful brown eyes and asks for cake. Or pasta. Or egg rice.
Its ironic that the OA married me because he’s a foodie. I often ask him how he married me despite knowing fully well that there are days I am capable of burning water. He smiles and says he was too smitten to care. Does he care now? Nope, he says stoutly. Nothing much has changed. He still loves me for all the many other things I bring to the table – none of them being food!
So being a woman, naturally I must complicate life more by asking him – Would he love me more if I could cook? Or lets say, if I were a better cook. Wouldn’t that be an added accomplishment?
(At this point I must make a disclosure – I have over the years begun to cook fairly well but I still hate it. I’d rather attend to my garden, do the laundry or some sewing if I have to pick from household chores.)
The OA has learned to turn this around and ask me if I would love him more if he were richer. After all we started life with a mattress on the floor and our TV on a carton at a point when there were no guarantees that he would make much money. But just like my improved cooking, – today the mattress is no longer on the floor and there is more than one TV and none of them on cartons. But we’re still not really raking it in.
So in case you’re wondering where this is going – here’s the question. In the good old days, the woman’s job was to cook and the man’s job was to earn. Today both sexes are capable of doing both, equally well. So – would you love your significant other more, if they did the traditional thing better? Would you love your wife anymore if she cooked better? Would you possibly love your husband more than you do, if he were much richer? Would it make you happier? Would he/ she be more attractive to you?
And no emotional answers. Think it through, please. Anyone remember this very conversation in the Love Story? I’ll give you my answer after I see all yours…