THE COOK IS IN THE KITCHEN...

... and it is not me. Bill likes to cook. He likes to ask advice/opinion about how to do many things. He does NOT want to really hear my advice or opinion. It took me a longa, longa time to figure this out. There have been a great many heated 'discussions' during the makings of dinner. I have learned to just stay out of the kitchen while he is cooking.

During my past life, I was the kitchen person. I planned and cooked the meals. I did the shopping and planned the organization of the pantry shelves. I knew where every single utensil was because I was the only one that used them. Enter this relationship with Bill. He likes being in the kitchen. He likes cooking. He even enjoys doing the grocery shopping The difficulties arise when I feel that my territory is being usurped. Bill has no usurption sense. I have learned to just stay out of the kitchen while he is cooking.

I've learned another thing too: There is no such thing as constructive criticism. Not in this household anyway. For either one of us. If I say 'maybe not quite so much seasoning on the chicken breasts,' that is NOT accepted well. If he says to me, 'don't you want to turn the grill up a little?' I am NOT a happy person. In other words don't suggest, don't offer alternatives, don't make any comments whatsoever. STAY OUT OF THE KITCHEN!