"There are indeed very few
"There are indeed very few things better than truly fantastic food...."
Amen to that. I love food. I have a crazy metabolism and I'm hungry all the time. I could just eat and eat and eat; totally gorge myself and then be hungry again fifteen minutes later. (Similar to certain other of my basic drives.) My weight hasn't changed in ten years--64 kilograms of lean, mean snogging machine--because I burn it all so quickly. I just can't get enough.
The upshot of all this: I develop a crazy crush on any woman who feeds me. We're talking wide-eyed adoration here. "I was just thinking I'd throw together something to eat, are you hungry?" Ohhh yes my dahling.
I have sex in kitchens a lot. Plus, I fall for waitresses like you wouldn't believe. "Care for anything for dessert?"