Well, that and he follows practical interests and I write poetry.

Chicken gravy? Well, it would make for some... memorable risotto.

But you never know; when Amanda met me I couldn't even boil water (in fact, I remember asking her how once when we were in high school). I only learned to cook when i got out into the real world and away from my mother's kitchen and found that there was a whole crazy world of food that actually had flavor out there. (Most kids go to college and experiment with drugs and alcohol; I'd already done that, but I developed a terrible garlic addiction that continues to this day.) So there's always hope.