I read somewhere yesterday that cooking is masochism. Why would anyone cook for 2 hours so that someone else could gobble it down in 5 minutes?
It’s funny though! When I go back home, alone, I hate cooking for myself and usually make do with bread and eggs. And there are days when I get back home late and have a friend over for dinner. I then spend a couple of hours cooking a nice dinner, however tired I am. I don’t think it is masochism at all. It’s wanting to make the people you care about happy and not wanting to make an effort when you have nobody to share with.
Though in my case, I would say it is sadism. ;) My cooking (which I will refrain from commenting on!) and my guests who are forced to eat it! Definitely sadism!!