My dad cooked, though not often because he was usually building our house right under our toes most of the day and was all grimy and dusty when he came in. He taught my mom (who grew up with a maid, and so was not good at cooking!) to cook mostly American food, and she taught herself to cook Thai food. So she mostly cooked. But he was a bachelor long enough to learn how to feed himself... and as many others have said, he was a pro at the grill, breakfast, and camping. Funny.

Ktspktsp's and my future children will be very proud of their father for being an outstanding cook, however. :icare: He knows his way around a kitchen and a cookbook, both qualities that I do not have! :lol: He loves his potatoes, too, so I can see him being something like Wilkerson's dad. :)

My dad never cooked. That was moms job.

For all you dads out there, do you cook?

My dad has been the house hubby for the past five plus years at home...so when my mom gets home he cooks her dinner. I think it's awesome.
He can cook like a true southern man. I've learned my omelet skills...boiled peanuts...peaches...blackberry jams and more all from him.
Plus the fabulous mackaroni casserole...
So good.

My dad only cooks when my mom is out of town, and after having to eat his meals a few times, I realized why.

My mother cooked, because it was the woman's duty (even when she herself worked). Her stuff was rather bland and boring.
When my father could no longer work for health reasons, he learned to do some pretty cool things. He'd keep at some thing until he perfected it. He could make darn near anything on the grill or over a campfire and he cooked outside unless weather kept him inside.
On the whole, me and my siblings were taught cooking skills from the moment we could reach the stove, even on a chair. I could prepare an entire meal for my family (although simple) from when I was about 8. We soon learned if we wanted any choice in what was to be served, we had to take the responsibility of the meal upon ourselves.

My husband does okay with a BBQ, otherwise his best meals are made with a phone call.

While my father was not much into cooking (other then eggs and french toast), I do most of the cooking in our house. Sometimes it is a challange to get our 3.5 year old to eat some of the meals (Thai Curry, Fajitas, etc), we have found that he will eat a lot of types of foods that his friends won't touch (since it seems that thier diet mainly consists of chicken tenders and fries).

Even though my father ran his own construction business and my mother was a housewife, he did all the main-meal cooking in the house. He was a terrific cook, so my Mom always deferred the cooking to him so she could enjoy his cooking too.

I am married now, but my wife does all the cooking, so I don't appear to be following in his footsteps.

My dad cooked a lot before my parents got divorced. My mom never really has cooked much. I LOVE to cook though. My dad must've got my hooked early on.

Seer666, I love grilling, but have never made pancakes on the grill. I may have to give it a try. :)

My dad cooks all the time, it seems to be a big thing in my family though, everyone in my family cooks and loves food.

My dad used to cook us scrambled eggs and salami on Sunday mornings when my mom slept in. Since his eggs were usually quite well done, we were thankful this was only a couple of times per year. :lol:

He was the Grill King, though. :)

I did, for years. My ex's cooking skills began and ended with a can opener and a microwave. She even managed that poorly. At one point I was working full time and taking 16hrs at college. I came home to find she'd heated up some canned noodle soup. After a couple spoon fulls I asked "how much salt did you add to this?" "None, why?" "It's really salty." After eating a little more I asked how much water she added. "I didn't add any water, why?" Because on the side of the soup can it says "add one can of water to soup and heat."

Wish I could say I was making that up.

My dad only cooked occasionally, always ethnic foods. Scotch eggs for breakfast, colcannon, boiled bacon and cabbage. It was always good, though. Still, he only cooked maybe 5 times a year.

I cook 5 of 7 days of the week, probably. My wife takes something out of the freezer or we eat out the other 2 days.

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My step-mom and dad split up the cooking (until they divorced). The things my dad made were usually pretty good ... same for my step-mom.

My wife doesn't like to cook main-course stuff (she can bake her ass off though). I usually do the cooking. I've worked in kitchens several times during my life and have more than a few recipes from a couple of really good chefs.

My daughter prefers my cooking to almost anyone else's (except her uncle who is a chef). She has even thrown a fit when mom was going to cook some scrambled eggs for her rather than me. :)

My dad was the main cook at home, when I was young. He learned early (post war Europe) that if he was cooking, he would never go hungry. He later applied that (and I learned it too) to Boy Scouts & Cubs family camps. Being the first up, preparing breakfast meant that you didn't have to line up, and you got your coffee stratight away.

But he just cooked better meals than my mom (fragrant stews with spetzle versus my mother's fish sticks).

My father-in-law was also a cook - but he did it for a living at the Royal York in Toronto. He would also get up early in the morning, at home, and put on a coffee, and make his own won ton wraps from scratch.

I, myself , like to cook, and have worked as one hear and there (Holiday Inn, cruise ships, tree planting camps) and have discovered that women love it when a guy can throw together a meal. Although, last night's grilled salmon was wayyyyyy over salted.

I am in the midst of teaching my sons their way around the kitchen. My 10 yr old is quite profficient at making a tastey 2 egg omelette.

My step-father does all the time and he's VERY good at it, he does the majority of the cooking, my mom is also a VERY good cook. Needless to say my sister and I eat over there quite a bit.

My dad didn't "cook" a whole lot when I was growing up. He did however grill out probably an average of 1-2x week, more often during the few years my mom worked also. I'm not sure if you count that or not.

I cook on rare occasion, but I grill out probably 1/2 of our dinners at home. :)

Dad was the BBQer in the fam, and I remember him cooking 4 times in the kitchen. Twice he cooked while mom was in DC - both time consuming, gourmet meals for his 4 suspicious-of-new-foods girls. The first dish was shrimp creole; the second was some unusual meatball thing. The other 2 times he cooked was at Christmas for the extended family hen he cooked his spaghetti sauce which took hours. He took pride in it, and really it was excellent. Im going to look and see if I have it.

My ex does not cook. I often thought of giving him cooking lessons as a gift, but I knew he wouldnt like them and who wants gift they dont like right? But we had many conversations about this and tried some different schedule things that failed miserably. I thought it was a good skill to have and I thought perhaps it was fun we could have together, but as he said, why should he bother doing/learning something that doesnt interest him. However, if you want a peanut butter and honey sandwich, hes the one to go to.

Just recently J cooked a couple of meals for me. Both times, especially the first time, I was stunned and moved to just a few discreet tears. He did it effortlessly and seemed to take pleasure in it. I think he liked being able to do that for me, and I appreciated his talent and effort. At the same time he is so J - anxious. I wish he were normal.

Houseboat, the professional chef, coked dinner for me twice and that was a pleasure for me. He seemed focused on what he was doing and could take pride in his work. In addition he was pleasant dinner company - a breeze. Except for that damned gate.

So thats about it in re my experience with men cooking. There you go.

He coked dinner* for you? 80's right?



*Sorry couldn't resist.

My parents both worked so whomever got home first, cooked that night and whomever didn't cook that night got to clean up. It worked out really well. Once I hit driving age, I opted to do the shopping (so I could drive alone) and cooking because it was really fun. I don't think I cleaned a kitchen until I left home. My dad has his stand-bys: tacos, fish and veggies broiled, scalloped potatoes. My sis and I love them but my mom is tired of them so we would eat them when she was away.
Not a question to be asked yet: how may dads out here bake? My dad does all the clean up while we (my mom, sis and I) do the baking. It makes baking so nice!

My dad bakes. It's a recent phenomenon. I haven't actually eaten anything he baked, but I guess he made some really awesome chocolate chip pecan cookies a couple months ago. My mom was working at the time, and he decided he wanted to make chocolate chip cookies, so he asked my mom to tell him how before she left for work. She sarcastically asked him if he could read, opened up the cookbook, and showed him where the recipe was. It turns out he'd never been taught how to read a recipe; he asked my mom when she got home what "tsp" meant, and he used a coffee cup to measure the flour. My mom was really hesitant to eat the cookies, and it took some bravery to do so, but she swears up and down that they were the best she's ever had. He's decided to try baking more often now, because he liked it so much, and they turned out so well.