“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach” is how the old saying goes. Of course, it is not true. The way to a man’s heart is really through his dick! The stomach is second but it is a not too distant second and I personally love to feed my man. (On occasion, he has cooked for me, and he is not at all bad at it, but I am the main cook in this house.) Since I enjoy cooking — and I also enjoy eating! — I am certainly game for food fetish phone sex. Although I know my husband is more interested in my looks and how hot I am in bed than he is in my cooking, I also know that he loves to smell the aroma of a good meal when he comes home, especially when he comes home after being away from home for a few days on a truck driving gig. I have also cooked for other people and I have cooked for groups. It really is something I enjoy doing and for which I am well-suited. My husband is really taken with the roast beef I cook him. I usually flavor a roast beef with potatoes, carrots, and onions and several people have complimented me on it. Another dish of mine that he really likes is called Chicken Madrid. It is chicken in rice with onion, garlic, green pepper, and pimento. I cook this often as I also like it.
