This was in this morning's Register Guard:
DEAR ABBY:
After 30 years of marriage I still don’t know how to tell my wife she can’t cook. I came home tonight to find an expensive piece of meat I had been looking forward to eating reduced to shoe leather.
In our golden years, we will be able to afford to splurge on expensive cuts of meat, etc., only rarely.
How can I nicely ask her not to go to the trouble of preparing these disastrous dishes? — Wants to Be Tactful
DEAR WANTS:
Because you can’t bring yourself to tell your wife her cooking skills need improvement, allow me to offer an alternative. Sign the two of you up for nighttime cooking classes so she can brush up on her culinary skills and, if necessary, you can take over the role of family chef after you retire. Bon appetit!
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