I appreciate it because I didn’t feel like getting up but I would have rather did it. He insisted. I could smell the pepper from upstairs 😷 this man dumps half a bottle of black and cayenne pepper on literally everything and it’s disgusting. It literally NEVER fails! He knows I don’t like super spicy food. Hell, he doesn’t like it! Because literally every single time he cooks we both end up with runny noses and throwing our plates away with only half the food eaten. We waste food every single time he cooks because he doesn’t know how to season proportionally. I just don’t understand how you can keep doing something and know it’s going to turn out bad but not changing it. I HATE when he cooks! I know I’m going to bed hungry when he does lmao. I feel bad because he tried but shesssh. My mouth is literally still burning as I type this. Why did I just eat a piece of garlic bread covered in cayenne pepper? And guess who just asked me if I wanna order pizza? 🤦🏽‍♀️ Lmao I love him

-I’ve suggested many other things. He’s says “we don’t all have to do stuff the same, my way isn’t your way” okay 🤷🏽‍♀️😹🙄