Originally Posted by
kipper
Because I'm not his mother. If he wants meat lasagna with spinach, he can visit her.
Doing something nice for your husband like cooking something he requested is like being his mother? Wow. I guess my husband is like his mother given your definition and I'm like his mother too given your definition.
I cook things for him that he likes and does the same for me. I think that's part of being a good spouse—doing things for each other.
Honestly, I don't care for cooked spinach. Raw spinach, I love. Cooked, not so much. So, to some extent, I don't care to contaminate my perfectly good meat lasagna with something I don't like.
That's the crux of it right there.