I was chatting with a bar guest about the chocolate cream pie I baked. It was delicious. He asks,

“How’d the pie turn out?”

“Great!”

“Do you like to cook?”

“Eh.”

“No?”

“I like to cook for my boyfriend.”

“But you know your way around the kitchen.”

“Of course.” The stove, fridge and sink don’t move much.

“It’s a shame women these days don’t know how to cook anymore. I’m not asking for much. I just don’t want to have to go out to eat every night.”

Well let me give you a map of the kitchen.