My answer is that I legitimately don't know how to cook, not that I can't. If I invested time and effort I'm sure I could learn, but I could give a fuck less about it and am perfectly fine eating the half dozen or so meals that I am capable of making in under 10 minutes over and over again. If given detailed instructions I can manage to make a meal well enough, but don't expect me to be able to look in the fridge and piece a gourmet meal together with what's in there. I can shop for groceries fine, but if the woman is going to be doing the cooking, she may as well do the shopping too. Thankfully my woman loves cooking, and her rent is groceries, so it all works out.The answer to that question is basically the same as "Why do so many men pretend that they can't cook / don't know how to shop for groceries?"
Unfortunately, my wife gets home from work 1-2 hours after I do. So I do probably 75% of our cooking, but she does do most of the grocery shopping. If I waited for her to get home and cook, we'd be eating dinner at like 8-9PM every night, and that just doesn't work out real well.So that dinner is on the goddamn table when they walk through the door. And that shit better still be piping hot.
Same here, I hate having to sift through her bullshit trying to plan meals though. You know how women are "what do you want to eat?" "I don't know. I don't like that. You decide. No I don't like that either. Ok we can have that first thing you suggested 30 minutes ago. "Unfortunately, my wife gets home from work 1-2 hours after I do. So I do probably 75% of our cooking, but she does do most of the grocery shopping. If I waited for her to get home and cook, we'd be eating dinner at like 8-9PM every night, and that just doesn't work out real well.
You're the man, you decide you don't ask. Seriously, this is maybe the single best and most simple tip for women you can get. Just be decisive and don't bother including her on how you get to your decisions. (Obviously I don't mean extreme shit like buying a 50K boat in your kids senior year of high school when you are already living check to check or something.) But in little everyday shit like the "what do you want to eat" example. If you take control and make decisions and it turns her into a nuclear warhead then your woman is broken, damaged and bat-shit insane and you are in for a lifetime of trouble no matter what you do.She never complains about my cooking, she mostly loves it (except tonight.. I put in extra cayenne, bad idea).. just swear I can hear her brain gears grinding when I ask what she wants to eat.