I’m feeling a little apprehensive today, a tad uneasy. You’ll think I’m crazy, but I reckon I’ve every right to be concerned. You see, last night, my boyfriend made me a pie. Now, I know that I make pies all the time, and I know why I make them, but why’s he making them? I’ll make a pie to relieve stress and anger, it allows me to knead away my murderous thoughts, all the while appearing like an epic pie-making girlfriend. So, the fact that he decided to make a pie, worries me.
Perhaps men don’t make pies for the same reason women do. While women might choose to whip up a steak and ale pie, with the perfect amount of ale and the softest of steak, fighting the temptation to sprinkle a little rat poison or cover it with a bleachy egg-wash, men probably just want to see if they can do it. Do men really enjoy cooking, or do they simply want to feed their appetites and check that there really isn’t anything women can do better than them? ‘If she can make a pie, I’m sure I can.’ That’s probably why they’re such good cooks. For men, it’s not about baking to avoid prison time, it’s about being the best at everything. Continue reading