I'm studying for some critical exams. My bf very kindly offered to cook for me - pasta with pesto, lovely. Have barely eaten all day as I've been in the library, so was ravenous.
Into this 'pasta with pesto' went 2 day old peas and chips, half a pot of tahini, some raw peanuts, an unripe avocado, and finally some actual pesto.
When I saw him about to tip the chips in (I was studying at the kitchen table but by this point was watching with horror) I said "Oh no, please don't put those in" and he got quite huffy about it, because he was making me dinner and I was sitting there and criticising (I'd also pointed out that the avocado was not ripe).
The peas would have been fine had they not been hard, the chips were burnt, I don't like tahini, and whilst I can understand peanuts in a noodle dish, I would not serve them up with pesto (just my preference).
He also served it with a side salad - just not cricket 
I accept he was making me dinner and it was a lovely thing to do, but AIBU to think this is not good cooking? Pasta with just pesto is so simple and would have been more than fine.
This is a man who, upon being told I'd like to cook Mexican one evening (id been dreaming about fajitas all day), took the whole thing over; he insisted on buying veal mine (it was more than the beef mince, but it was reduced!), then put mushrooms, cashew nuts, and sultanas in with the meat. And then, to add insult to injury, tipped my pan of refried beans into the whole thing. I could do nothing but watch as my lovely and much dreamed of Mexican literally went down the pan 
I love the bloke and I appreciate that he cooks for me, but how can I get him to stop cooking like a student and actually cook me something edible? He's 33, for reference...