I don’t even really recall how we got into discussing this, but somehow the topic of conversation amongst some co-workers got around to dinner habits.
We got to asking what the kids like to eat, quick dishes to make on school nights, easy stuff to make on the weekends, and what kind of takeaway we like to get if we don’t feel like cooking.
So during the course of chatting about this really mundane topic I talk about serving my husband his dinner.
I serve my husband his dinner and have always done so. He does not serve his own plate - I do. No, he isn’t the proverbial jerkass who hollers across the house, “Where’s my effin’ dinner?!”
He doesn’t have to ask. I make a meal, I serve his plate and he thanks me every time. I check to see if he wants seconds, and if he does, I get it for him.
You would think I suggested we reverse voting rights for women. I was surprised at some of the reactions I got.
“Man’s got two arms and two legs, doesn’t he? You work too, he can’t serve his own plate?”
“My husband knows better than that. We split dinner duty. I get tired at the end of the workday too.”
“I might be the woman in the marriage but I’m not the servant. If I’m in a mood I’ll do it special but things are so crazy most weeks we grab our own plates.”
Geez. A nice little dinner recipe exchange turned - political. Like most other things these days. Sigh. :rolleyes:
Meh. Whatever. I do what I do and they can do what pleases them.
Of course, now I have to poll the Dope.
Dopers: Do you serve your partner his or her dinner? If so do you always do it as a matter of routine, or just occasionally?