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Although she had many other fine qualities (including the ability to shoot 1-inch groups with a .45 at 50 yards), my ex couldn't cook to save her life. About the only edible thing she ever prepared for me was pot roast (and she still smoked up the house every time she seared it before putting it down to simmer).

I'm pretty good with the local cuisine (chicken-fried steak, stuffed pork chops, and roast beef and turkey). Nobody has died from my efforts in the kitchen yet. However, I can take an MRE and a couple of bottles of spice and make it taste like at least decent restaurant food, a skill that made me very popular on deployments.

I'm a lousy saucier though - I can't make gravy that tastes like anything other than library paste. I have to use the pouch or bottled stuff to make my chicken-fried steak fit to eat.