I was 26 or 27. We had been dating for maybe 2 weeks. She made this pork chop, rice and mushroom soups meal in a crock pot. She cooked it so long that it completely dried out. To salvage it she poured in a cup of water, which tourned the rice to mush. It was an awful mess of carboard dry meat and mushy flavorless rice.

She apologized for the meal and refused to eat it. I ate an entire plate then went up for seconds.

It worked because we are married, together 7 years and she still tells that story to people.

I do all the cooking in the household.