Quite some number of people have emailed to suggest I gather all these recipes together in a cookbook. OK, great — find me a publisher!
I’ve given this some thought and a little brandy, and here’s my title: “The Bachelor’s Guide to Getting Laid Through Cooking.”
Why not? The entire reason I learned to cook was to impress women. Growing up with divorced parents — both of whom loved to cook — I learned to associate good food with some really interesting dates. And let me tell you, it works. Melissa and I spent our first week dating with me (mostly) in the kitchen, and she was in love with my beef stroganoff about two weeks before she was in love with me.
Is there a market for this evil wisdom? There’s gotta be. So who has publishing contacts?