While We're On The Topic

I love to cook.

I like to try new things to cook.

If you want me to cook, you need to give me two clues about what you want to eat!

That way I can go get ingredients, because no matter how many times you hit the grocery store, you never manage to buy ingredients.

I still marvel that we spend so much and don't have a bite to eat unless I go to get ingredients.

Or, maybe, since you bought all this "food" you could tell me what we're having for supper instead of waiting until 5 minutes before the 10 minute widow of "I'm hungry" starts to ask "what's for dinner?"

I'm a simple creature.  If I knew what was for dinner on my own, you'd smell the cooking.

If I was unable to get to the store to buy things, I was actually unable.  Our son takes a lot more time than you imagine he does, and I notice that you don't manage to get ingredients when he's with you at the store.  Don't scold until you're doing it better than me, OK?

I'm sick to death of deciding what to cook, getting ingredients, cooking it, and having upturned noses at it.

You want something different?  Name it.

I've proven over and over that I'm a lot more adventuresome about food and you're the picky eater.  The person with the most limited palette picks the cuisine, or they stop being finicky about what's prepared.