JumpStart by Robb Armstrong for February 04, 2023

Call me weird but I prefer to have a technical conversation with a woman than to eat a seven course meal. Yes, I like women for their brains. No I’m not a zombie. Yet… :D :D :D

Hubby had a better teacher than I did and was a much better cook usually.

She’s a chemist, right? Cooking is chemistry…

Use the technique you use to get your own favorite meals.

A cookbook can really help you learn.

The best thing I make is reservations!

And Mom didn’t teach you any of the basics of cooking?

Marcus has been doing fine for himself thus far.. and you already have his heart!

My wife and I are good plain cooks, but we are learning new recipes all the time.

Learn how to cook together. Eat your mistakes. Analyze how it might be good next time. Share the cleanup, and laugh about it over another glass of wine. So much or breakfast. Whataya thinkin for lunch?

she works in a lab. She can follow a recipe. (speaking as a retired lab rat)

She sure looks like a cyclops in panel 2! LOL!

I think Marcy is talking about ‘Blue Apron’ and services like that, which deliver ingredients that you cook.

It doesn’t have to be big, fancy or even exotic meals with hundreds of ingredients stuffed in them. If Nicole can learn to cook really simple meals, I think Marcos will be easily satisfied whatever she dish them out to him!

Lame

You’re literally getting fitted for a wedding dress. I think you already found his heart.

Every single person, regardless of gender, should learn the basics of life. Laundry, Cooking, Changing a flat, Basic Financial Literacy, and a few I’m forgetting right now.

As I believe Groucho Marx said, “Whoever named it ‘necking’ didn’t know much about anatomy.” Similarly, the reference to the stomach as the path to the heart is quaint, old-fashioned, and — well, let’s just say — inaccurate.

My mother in-law to be warned me, "She can’t cook "

“Doesn’t matter. I can. Also I’m not picky or hard to please.”

I cook…my wife bakes. Win win

I recall reading an anecdote somewhere about a mother who made sure her sons knew how to cook, so that they wouldn’t marry the first woman who came along just because they were hungry!