Lighthearted! I will preface this by saying I adore my DH and he is an excellent man who more than pulls his domestic weight.
BUT
When he decides To Cook (capitals deliberate) as he did today, it is a performance. Wanting me as a sous chef, commentary on the progress of the dish, frequent tastings for my opinion, serving up with a flourish then a post-mortem on what was good, bad, ugly. It was delicious tbf.
Meanwhile, I’ve knocked up a lasagne for tomorrow, mini quiches for next weekend’s picnic lunch and a cous cous salad for lunches this week. With no assistance, checking in or post-cook review…
AIBU? Anyone else’s partner do this?!