I've been afraid to cook for him. But some day I'll cook some Filipino adobo for you guys. Maybe we could make it a potluck, and he could bring the stir fry. This would be awesome. I was afraid to cook for him the first time we cooked together. Then, I realized that it was his house and his guests, and that none of the pressure or the blame was falling on me. Then I got all disappointed when you let work interfere with our Wednesday dinner plans Seems to be a problem of mine.