I understand. hehe I got into cooking in my twenties for a few reasons. Among them, yes, the women I dated.
Well, now that I think of it, the very first thing that got me cooking was seeing how my buddies lived. Bunch of us were outta college and into the real world. Some of us were still at "home" and getting ready to leave and get our own places, and others had already made that jump.
I'd go over my buddies new apartments and they never had anything to eat. One close bud literally had an entire refrigerator for a jar of olives and leftover pizza. When asked my free-wheeling "bachelor" who loved his new found freedom and lol "independence" what the hell he ate? I found out he went back home every evening to have dinner with the family. Eeesh! So that was a big incentive!
... Didn't hurt that besides wanting to do more than burn water, that women love it when you can cook.
