I cook, he washes up.
We've got one of those food-catcher thingies in the plughole of the sink. Since DH doesn't scrape all of the debris off the plates before plunging them into the sink, there is always a lot of food floating in the water (that in itself is a vomitty thing) then he pulls the food catcher plug thing out just enough to let the water out but so that all the food debris catches in it (suppose that's what it's for)
Then he just waltzes out of the kitchen and leaves all of the food (bits of soggy onion/pepper/pasta/rice/whatever) lurking in the sink. It makes me feel really, really queasy. Yeah, I know I'm pathetic.
I just had a bit of a benny about it. I ask him every night of he can get rid of the food mulch and he never bloody does it. Please don't say that I should be grateful that he's washing-up in the first place. He's doing half a job. I don't agree to cook dinner, then assemble a half-cooked dinner on his plate.