One of the effects of feminism is that men of my generation have had a much wider opportunity to cook. I can’t think of any men my age or younger who don’t know how to cook. Moreover, I can’t think of any men of my generation or younger who don’t enjoy cooking.
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This is in stark contrast to the women of the same generations, who (typically) view cooking as an indignity. The reason for the difference in attitude boils down to what cooking is all about. Cooking is an act of love, an act of service to others.
Cooking is an opportunity to care for others in a very fundamental way, to literally nourish them through the work of your own hands. This is precisely what troubles the modern woman so much about cooking (or cleaning, or changing diapers).
Serving others in the mind of a feminist is an indignity, so cooking, cleaning, or any other act of service and love is the object of revulsion.
Women now actually compete to show off their miserliness in caring for others, each trying to outdo the rest in proving they are the greatest miser with love.
It has gone so far that large numbers of women are quite proud of the fact that they have never learned to cook or otherwise care for others. Their miserliness is a badge of honor.
Not all women have adopted this extremely ugly worldview, but the ones who are going against the grain of the culture understand better than anyone how uncommon their loving and caring attitudes really are today. (Dalrock)
The prime directive of feminism is "Never do anything for the express pleasure of a man." To do so would conflict with the Strong Independent Woman meme. That independence is independence from men (and increasingly from children too).
To cook FOR a man is an expression of love, caring and concern for his health and nourishment by a woman. The desire to be good at cooking for a man implies it is for his express pleasure.
