I hate cooking.
When I was a younger, single girl, I was happy just to eat soup, pizza, or even a bowl of cereal for dinner. Now I have a man and I know it's important to cook, but I'd rather eat a can of whipped cream.
It's a good thing the Man likes to cook.
Here is a paella cooked by the Man.
With a good Man like this, I don't see myself ever developing a habit to cook.
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