[I asked newly-married fellows for some stories of their wives’ cooking. No name/date given, for obvious reasons.]
>>My wife must be the worst cook ever.
In my house our custom is to pray after we eat, not before.
>>I blame my wife's cooking for my weight gain.
Ever since she started cooking, it seems we’ve been eating out more.
>>Speaking of eating out, I ordered Chinese food for delivery for a picnic.
It was as easy as a wok in the park.
>>My wife asked for some peace and quiet while cooking dinner.
So, I took the batteries out of the smoke alarm.
>>I must admit, my wife's cooking has really improved.
That's the best slice of soup I've ever had.
>>Our married life is awesome. I cook for my wife and she does my laundry.
We are maid for each other.
>>My wife says I get way too overexcited when I try to help her cook and I always end up using too many herbs in the pot.
Now she’s threatening me with a thyme out.
>>Is my wife a lousy cook?
Let’s just say that after dinner I don't brush my teeth, I count 'em.
>>I left dental floss in the kitchen once.
Came back in and found the roasts had all hung themselves.
>>My wife's cooking is incredible.
That’s spelled with a silent 'cr'.
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Dr Bob Griffin
"Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!"