A lot of guys will say, it doesn't matter as long as she's good in bed and all. Then after a while the guy starts wishing the lady can whip up a really hot meal, especially after sex and all. It gets to a point, its even annoying. So here's it straight - food isn't really the way to a man's heart, but it sure is one of 'em ways.
Not with my man. He finds my cooking ... disagreeable. And not because I can't cook. More because I'm not for cooking pigs ears or snails, not to mention the amount of salt used here *barfs* I refuse to eat insects, never mind cook them.
(Sigh) I'm sure that beef stroganoff is long gone by now. If not, though, I've got my paper plate and plastic fork more than ready. We're mostly living on Van Camp's pork and beans out here right now; words like "oven" and "beef" are pretty...um... exciting.