You can’t cook for another man if you don’t cook for your man first

My Nonna always says a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach and oh boy in my case that is so true.  

 Now my Roby is not a jealous guy, he doesn’t mind if I have a sexy bikini on while tanning on the beach, he doesn’t mind short skirts and high heels, he is very confident and he knows that I love him with all my heart but if there is one thing that he would be jealous of, it would be me cooking for another man.

I’ve never tested the theory before, I always cooked for other friends in his presence, but this time I hit the nerve. My colleague, who happens to be my friend had his birthday and I mention to Roby that I will bake something for the occasion, now I told him that over the phone but just by the sound of his voice I knew he wasn’t very happy about it.

I decided that I will bake my muffins (the recipe can be found in one of the blogs) and I know he likes blueberries so blueberry muffins it was. Actually I kinda made it in a loaf form but ok.
When Roby came home he smelled something baking and I could see the face of “What about me”, what he didn’t know was that I already baked same loafy muffin form but instead with blueberries I made it with his favourite banana and strawberrie.

When I cut a piece for him and deliver it to him on the couch he was more than happy that he was still no.1 on my list.

So for you my fellow readers don’t forget, don’t cook for another person if you don’t cook for your lovely person first.