I just discovered that my wife doesn’t know how to cook

We never talked on the phone without saying how much we missed each other. We moved in together and it took me only two days to realize my wife didn't know how to cook. "The first meal she tried to make for us was Jollof. She wanted to do that in a rice cooker. I was like,"You think it's a good idea?" She asked, "Haven't you been a student before?" A student? When we were students we cooked that way because we didn't have the ways and means to do it any differently. We live in a house that had everything so why would she cook Jollof in a rice cooker? I gave her the benefit of the doubt. "I was looking at her face while eating. She kept chewing and biting meat with this glee on her face. She was enjoying the meal but I was struggling to take them in. We ate the whole thing. We didn't die. May God be praised. The next meal was banku. I asked that she cooked okro stew with the banku. She said,"Okro stew takes a lot of time to cook plus it's too complicated. " I asked her, "So you don't like okro stew?" She said, "I like it oo but it's too complicated to cook. I smiled and said, "Oh this is also good. I'm enjoying it." She responded, "Don't worry, next time I'll cook the okro stew for you. Let's make do with this one.” How could a woman this divine not know how to cook? She is pretty, the kind of woman you look at once and turn back to look at her again because your eyes weren't satisfied seeing her just once. I really do and wouldn't allow her cooking skills to come between us. I was always hungry so my mother told me, "The way you like food, you should learn how to cook so you can cook your own meals." I learned to stay with her in the kitchen so I can watch how hard groundnut metamorphoses into the thick liquid we call groundnut soup. I took my kitchen lessons seriously so when it comes to food, I know my way around them. The first time we did, she said, "Eiii so you can cook like that and you've been watching me sweating it all alone in the kitchen?" I told her, "I didn't know you needed help." She said, "Please, from now onwards, I always need help. In the kitchen!". When she cooks alone, it turns out not too good but it's a step. When she finally serves the food and we are eating, she would ask, "Are you enjoying the meal?" I'll look in her eyes with my mouth full of food and murmur, "Yeah, it's good. You know I enjoy your food." Little lies we tell just to keep the marriage going but just imagine me going to hell just because I lied about the taste of my wife's meal. We still have forever to go and forever is a long time for a woman to learn how to cook a great meal. Source | Summary