So yeah,
I’ve been cooking me some home made red sauce today. (Spaghetti sauce) It’s been stewing in the crock pot all day today.
I don’t have a woman here with me tonight, but, IF I DID! She’d be ready and willing to give it up to me upon the the first second of taking a bite of this stuff!!
Yes folks, it’s that good. One bite renders you helpless!!
Seriously tho’
Do women find a man who can cook sexy??
Yes, but what is even sexier is a man who does the dishes. A man who washes the dishes needs to be prepared to be molested while he is wrist deep in soapy water! (Also men who can fix things that are broken are extremely sexy fwiw)
:: waves both hands frantically in the air, while jumping up and down ::
Of course!
C’mon, let’s be real here. There’s a reason I’d do unspeakable things with this man and a creme brulee, and his hawt receding hairline and slightly squishy middle aged abs aren’t the reason why!
Is this a trick question? :dubious:
I’m a pretty decent cook. One former Doper quipped, ‘If you can make a Midlands trifle I’ll marry you!’ I never did learn how to do that. But a roasted Thanksgiving turkey dinner with mashed potatoes and dressing and homemade gravy, prime rib and Yorkshire pudding for Christmas, steak au poivre, teriyaki salmon with asparagus, big ass barbecued steak or country pork ribs, angel hair pasta with homemade alfredo sauce and either chicken or portobello mushrooms, corned beef and cabbage, ham hocks and black-eyed peas, ham hocks and collard greens (my ex-fiancée spent a lot of time in the South and lives there now, and she said it was the best she’s had), chocolate chip cookes, and myriad other things too numberous to name or made on the spot and then forgotten… Those I can make.
It depends.
In my experience, men who cook come in two distinct types. Those who master four or five signature entrees, spend half the weekly food budget to make one of them, taking hours to do so, destroying the kitchen in the process and sit back after the meal boastfully grinning like the King of Siam expecting you to fall to your knees to provide the obligatory oral gratitude for their culinary expertise.
Then there’s the type who can get a reasonable meal on the table, reasonably nutritious, reasonably priced, in a reasonable amount of time and making a reasonable amount of mess while doing so and expect the same sincere “Mmm, thanks” that they offer you for making the other meals.
The second type is deliciously sexy.
Oh…my…god…
Um, what was the question again? Oh, yeah, right. A man who can cook. Yup, sexy, yes indeedy, uh huh. Johnny, my husband is a great cook but I’d be willing to relocate…
Is a man who can cook sexy? Yes.
Is a man who can not only cook, but does it to please me and make me feel special and cared for? HELL yes.
And a man who actually understands spices, wines, dishes that complement each other, the importance of taking the time to shop for good ingredients…
Well, there just aren’t any words for a man like that 
Sometimes even a man who can’t cook, but knows that his S.O. appreciates the effort and so tries to cook anyway, can be highly sexy. It’s all about consideration. One ex of mine was a disastrous cook, but it was sooooo cute when he asked me what I wanted for dinner and then valiantly tried to make it that he got lucky after dinner anyway, even if I practically had to restrain myself from jumping up and wrestling the garlic cloves and the knife out of his hands so the darn garlic would get peeled already. (Hey, I was hungry!)
Um, yeah.
Particularly if he’s willing to show me how to cook something he’s made that I like, and doesn’t guard his secrets too jealously.
Besides, some guys look so cute in aprons.
Ok, I’ll be the first to dissent and say that being able to cook does nothing for me. Someone who is willing to cook is a nice-to-have (I probably can cook, but have been single for a long time and simply never bother to), and I appreciate good food, but I don’t find culinary ability sexy. Not even a little bit.
I’m with Misnomer, here. Someone who can cook is a better partner for me, someone who shares an interest with me, someone who registers to me as having some of a set of basic life skills sure, but that doesn’t equate to ‘sexy’ in any way.
I’ve definitely over-achieved in the wife department and I do almost all the cooking at our house. I make a gumbo that never fails and a Charleston shrimp that works in the daytime.
my wife stays out of my kitchen all together. she does not cook or wash a dish i, on the other hand, have been instructed to leave the laundry alone. this has worked well for us for the last 34 years.
Not to brag, but I can cook like a mofo, provided it’s a mofo that never went to culinary school or has some other kind of formal training or professional experience. I think my greatest skill is just cooking on the fly. I rarely follow a recipe, and when I do, I almost always have to substitute one thing for another, or use less/more or one thing, etc…In fact, my dishes are usually better when I just wing it than if I try to follow a recipe. The biggest problem with my style of cooking, is that it’s hard for me to replicate a dish that was really good, because I rarely remember what I did to make it so good. There are a few exceptions, for instance, I make a kick ass hamburger, and steak with a garlic peppercorn cream sauce that’s to die for. But most of the things I make are one time deals.
However, I don’t bake. Ever. Oh, I roast, I braise, I broil, but if the dish in question’s cheif ingriedents are flour, eggs, and some kind of liquid, then forget it. I can do basic things, like some cookies or a cake, but beyond that, disaster. I think it’s because I am such a random cook normally, that baking, where there are strict rules to follow about ratios of this to that and so forth, is just too restrictive for me. I can’t improvise, I have to follow the recipe to the letter. (OK, I could improvise if I just baked more and got really good at it, but I have no real desire to. Cake and brownies from a box are good enough for me.)
I hate cleaning, though. God, do I despise it. However, living alone for a while meant that I always had to clean, so it’s gotten to the point where I know I have to do it, and will, but it’s always nice to have a hand helping, especially if I did a lot of the cooking.
Oh, and pbbth, I can fix things like it’s my job. (And in fact, for two years, it was my job, so double-points for me. 
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It’s a definite plus to have a man who can put food together in an edible way and who doesn’t just expect me to take care of it all the time, but I don’t know that I’d necessarily say it’s sexy.
But, cooking together is hot. Sometimes hot enough that things get a little scorched because we’re, um, distracted.
I’m gonna go with this one. My boyfriend is a hell of a cook, really, but I don’t want to clean up after him, so I don’t let him cook (he doesn’t make a huge mess, he just doesn’t clean it up and then adds to the mess the next day).
So cooking, yes, can be sexy, especially if it’s for a special occasion. But even better is a man who’ll clean up after himself. 
~Tasha
:: Does something similar ::
Men who can cook? Hell yeah! A man who not only cooks, but appreciates my cooking too? Even better! I guess I got lucky.
What she said. And like **Eva Luna ** said, it’s all about consideration. That goes with shopping, too. A guy gets bonus points with me if he remembers my favourite brands (skim milk, milkchocolate cookies, Brand X mozzarella instead of Brand Y) while doing the shopping.
