I don’t think there is anything much sexier than a man who can cook. My husband is making homemade blue cheese dressing in this picture, but he can make practically anything, from scratch, without a recipe, and it always tastes awesome. I’m more of a baker, and I think I do okay at it, but cooking is just not my thing. I like mixing things and then putting them in the oven. I also have to measure every ingredient perfectly (which is important in baking, but not so much cooking), which is probably just because of the way I am (anal, perfectionist) – I can’t comprehend just throwing in ingredients until it tastes right and not knowing how much of something I put in there. I know, I’m crazy…I also don’t really like to cook because anything I make pales in comparison to his cooking. I’ve yet to make that one thing that he says “Wow!” to. Until then, I’ll just stick with baking my meticulously-measured, homemade, hand-decorated cakes. At least I know he doesn’t have the patience for those and can’t show me up!