This is helpful only in the sense it might help you tamp down disagreements over cooking chores and various and sundry ingredients.
A made the executive decision to have quick and easy spaghetti. B said, "Hell, yeah."
A selected ground chuck. A selected Barillo thin spaghetti.
A has made spaghetti sauce, from scratch, often spending a day driving around to get the ingredients, then 4 hours of cook time.
Those days are over. B is in total accord, saying "Hell, yeah."
So, I introduced B to Emeril's Roasted Gaaahlic sauce.
No preservatives, no additives.
The discussion about the prep started with saute' of the meat. A did that, B chopped up an onion, agreement easily achieved on slice size.
Well, B wanted to chop up a green bell pepper. A relented after a fairly loud discussion, and B said, "Hell, yeah."
A put the water on to boil. B added the spaghetti. The discussion was about when to add salt (after water comes to boil, so as not to pock hole your pot), then the discussion was about how long to boil the pasta. A uses timer, uses 8 minutes as a rule of thumb. B uses voices from outer space. B accidentally turned off the boiling pot in time.
A wanted to coat the pasta with olive oil, B stuck out a lower lip. A coated it. B sort of sniffed, but said, "Hell, yeah."
The next discussion was how much Emeril's? We agreed 1 jar and half of another. (We used the remaining 1/2 jar for the re-heat of the leftovers this evening. That was the plan, and it worked.)
Why B thinks the heavy duty is pulled by B is beyond the capacity of A's comprehension.
Couple cooking can be overloaded with "discussion", but the result is the satisfied palate, the full belly, the good night's sleep.
Hell, yeah.
edit: After the discussions...