I wouldn't argue it. I'll let either of my favorite men in my life make me food without complaint, so long as I'm not forced to make meals for myself. That business trip he went on and I ate nothing by cold cereal and take out for a week was terrible.
I just don't understand it. You're lovely, Peter. Surely some nice woman will see that. You can cook, you're kind, you're generous. What more could someone want?