So could I live with a gastro-sexual?

Firstly, what is a gastro-sexual?  Apparently, it is a man who is uses his ability to cook food to seduce ‘innocent women’.  Yes, it is one of those ulterior motive foodies who uses his knowledge of cheese, wine and good seafood to get into your knickers or at least, get to first base.  This new manly specifies was recently highlighted in the Daily Mail as they fought to save the sweet blushing women of the UK from these creatures.

So do I want a gastro-sexual in my kitchen?   As with everything else, I think it rather depends on the variety.  I did have an ex-boyfriend who could cook as he had spent time as an Italian chef.  Only problem was that he forgot that he was in his kitchen at home and used EVERY pot in the kitchen to make a simple spaghetti.  He also managed to decorate my moggy with tomato paste which did not endear himself to me either – candles, wine and a kitty bath, not really very romantic.  The need for approval was also just a little annoying.  I may cook dinner for 6 out of 7 days with little thanks but when he cooks food, I need to line up the hallelujah chorus.  Let’s just say that this relationship didn't work.    

Exhausted post pasta experience

I’m also not sure that I would want someone who was a foodie perfectionist.  I like cooking, in fact, I love cooking but unfortunately, it doesn’t always go well.  The food is generally edible but occasionally, the edges are crispy and not everything (dim sum my nemesis) always sets.  Now, all my partners have either eaten it or made me laugh and bought me a take away before feeding me wine and sympathy. 

So, if someone decided to tell me in detail how I had gone wrong, I think that I might lose my sense of humour – especially, if it was that moment in the month when I needed chocolate.  On that score, I am prepared to suggest that even St Jamie and the Great Gordon Ramsey are delicate when providing their wives (and mothers) with feedback. 

And what if he was picky or poncy?  As a coeliac I am used to being careful about food but if I was lectured about the sourcing of ingredients or there providence of the pasta after a long day at work, I am not sure I would be hugely amused.  Yes, I like eating but practicality is also important and being lectured about lettuces picked under a full moon may stretch even my patience. 

So the question remains, would I welcome a gastro-sexual?  Yes, if he was happy to cook with me, clean up after himself and knew how to cook a steak on a braai (I am South African after all).  Now if I can find someone who combines these characteristics with a sense of humour, height and solvency, I might just be on to a winner.

What are your thoughts?

L xx

Don't forget to follow me on twitter @littleofwhatyouwant