To: Accygirl
I know, and it makes me sad. I'm glad my mother didn't have a similar view of womanhood and spent her time helping me ace English Lit rather than teaching me how to perfect my pot roast. You really dig that false choice thing, don't you? You keep going to that well, though you should know it's not about one or the other - anyone can explore both and have a wide range of other choices.
Trust me - don't hang your hat on these false choices. Life isn't like that.
And my mom and granny taught me how to cook pretty well! I'm a man, and I value my cooking skills more than my college degree. I'm a strange one, I confess.
263 posted on
11/27/2006 9:57:27 AM PST by
HitmanLV
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To: HitmanLV
And my mom and granny taught me how to cook pretty well! I'm a man, and I value my cooking skills more than my college degree.I took a lesson from my father-in-law, who raised 10 kids. I never saw him happier than when he was cooking a meal for any of his 16 grandchildren.
I get the same joy from seeing the smile on my 4 year old's face when he sees me fixing his favorite pasta. Most of the time, he'll polish off two adult size portions, eating as much as his 17 year old brother.
I'm also pretty good with German dishes such as sauerbraten and jagerschnitzel.
To: HitmanLV
I consider the pot roast to be the metaphor for the ideal 1950s housewife... No modern woman has enough time to cook a pot roast for a weekday meal in today's world, whether or not they stay at home. That ideal is something that I do despise as it significantly limits women's intellectual self-worth. The idea that men would demand that women actually stay in the kitchen and that this idea was accepted by society as okay is abhorrent to me.
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