Left: My bouef bourguignon. Right: Evan's turkey nachos.
In this relationship, I feel that there's a balance. I offer something he can't, and he gives us something I can't (or won't). Emotionally, physically, mentally.. but most importantly: with food. Dating someone who can eat/dine the way I do has been exciting--someone who "gets" good food, rather than assume something that fills him up or comes with a quotation meat is "good food". Eating is one of the most important things in my life. Always has been, always will be.
