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Recently I found myself flipping through the pages of a popular food magazine and I found my progress abruptly interrupted when my eye caught a picture of a young, rising chef donning his whites. I’ll admit, I did not know this chef, and had in fact never seen or heard of him before. The only reason I stopped on his profile was because at first glance I thought he looked, well, hot. Closer inspection of this photograph, including imaginary dress-up wherein I changed this chef into street clothes, led me to determine that it might be more the whites and less the man that were doing it for me.
A man in his apron or chef's whites is not all that dissimilar from a policeman or firefighter when it comes to female attraction. Is it really the uniform--shapeless yellow jumpsuits or white, boxy jackets--that we think is attractive? No, it probably has more to do with what we associate with the uniform than the outfit itself. In the case of a policeman or firefighter, that uniform means bravery and protection, all very attractive attributes in a man. As for men in their chef’s whites and aprons, it is certainly not those checked pants we find attractive. If a man is in his apron it probably means he is going to cook--for you--and that, my friend, is enough to make even hideous checkered pants a turn-on.
An apron might be the ultimate flirtation. One look at it lets you know that the man wearing it is taking care of you. Instead of you slaving over the stove, he’s going to let you kick back with a glass of wine and watch him do the work. The best part being that you both reap the rewards of the finished product and chances are his hard work will not go unrewarded.
As for men in my life, I think I have dated the full spectrum from white jacket and checkered pants-clad chefs to cooking neophytes. I can tell you that chef’s whites are hot until the ego starts getting in the way of the fantasy. A good looking uniform can only do so much when there are too many cooks in a kitchen.
Those who don the apron but are completely inept in the kitchen are okay as long as they are willing to learn. Cooking side-by-side and asking questions is about as fun as being fully waited on. But the best might be the one who is confident enough to cook dinner for me, even knowing I am more skilled than he. Pancakes and bacon never tasted as good as the first time my boyfriend made me breakfast, warming the plates in the oven and heating up the syrup, two touches I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t even go out of my way to do on a lazy Sunday morning.
Travel schedules being what they are, my boyfriend and I haven’t cooked nearly as much for each other as I would like. He may swoon over my pan seared duck breast but it is me who melts with one bite of his sweet potatoes. Apron-less, he whirls around the kitchen back and forth between oven and cutting board dicing potatoes, mincing herbs, and chopping garlic, so thoroughly sure of his plan and comfortable with his recipe that even if he was wearing an apron it would probably emerge from the effort spotless. The final product is delicious cubes of sweet and crispy potato encrusted with bits of crunchy garlic and rosemary. His sweet potatoes could be a meal in themselves or a welcome side dish to his soy sauce salmon or my duck.
Sure, chef’s whites and aprons are hot in a similar way of all other men in uniform but what makes those otherwise unflattering garments truly attractive is the promise of the meal to come. For men wanting to woo their women, take note: the apron might be the ultimate flirtation. Much more than being a shield from stains, a man wearing an apron says it all: sit back, relax and I’ll take it from here. And what could be hotter than that?
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Men Who Cook: It's More Than Just The Kitchen That's Hot
Recently I found myself flipping through the pages of a popular food magazine and I found my progress abruptly interrupted when my eye caught a picture of a young, rising chef donning his whites. I’ll admit, I did not know this chef, and had in fact never seen or heard of him before. The only reason I stopped on his profile was because at first glance I thought he looked, well, hot. Closer inspection of this photograph, including imaginary dress-up wherein I changed this chef into street clothes, led me to determine that it might be more the whites and less the man that were doing it for me.
A man in his apron or chef's whites is not all that dissimilar from a policeman or firefighter when it comes to female attraction. Is it really the uniform--shapeless yellow jumpsuits or white, boxy jackets--that we think is attractive? No, it probably has more to do with what we associate with the uniform than the outfit itself. In the case of a policeman or firefighter, that uniform means bravery and protection, all very attractive attributes in a man. As for men in their chef’s whites and aprons, it is certainly not those checked pants we find attractive. If a man is in his apron it probably means he is going to cook--for you--and that, my friend, is enough to make even hideous checkered pants a turn-on.
An apron might be the ultimate flirtation. One look at it lets you know that the man wearing it is taking care of you. Instead of you slaving over the stove, he’s going to let you kick back with a glass of wine and watch him do the work. The best part being that you both reap the rewards of the finished product and chances are his hard work will not go unrewarded.
As for men in my life, I think I have dated the full spectrum from white jacket and checkered pants-clad chefs to cooking neophytes. I can tell you that chef’s whites are hot until the ego starts getting in the way of the fantasy. A good looking uniform can only do so much when there are too many cooks in a kitchen.
Those who don the apron but are completely inept in the kitchen are okay as long as they are willing to learn. Cooking side-by-side and asking questions is about as fun as being fully waited on. But the best might be the one who is confident enough to cook dinner for me, even knowing I am more skilled than he. Pancakes and bacon never tasted as good as the first time my boyfriend made me breakfast, warming the plates in the oven and heating up the syrup, two touches I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t even go out of my way to do on a lazy Sunday morning.
Travel schedules being what they are, my boyfriend and I haven’t cooked nearly as much for each other as I would like. He may swoon over my pan seared duck breast but it is me who melts with one bite of his sweet potatoes. Apron-less, he whirls around the kitchen back and forth between oven and cutting board dicing potatoes, mincing herbs, and chopping garlic, so thoroughly sure of his plan and comfortable with his recipe that even if he was wearing an apron it would probably emerge from the effort spotless. The final product is delicious cubes of sweet and crispy potato encrusted with bits of crunchy garlic and rosemary. His sweet potatoes could be a meal in themselves or a welcome side dish to his soy sauce salmon or my duck.
Sure, chef’s whites and aprons are hot in a similar way of all other men in uniform but what makes those otherwise unflattering garments truly attractive is the promise of the meal to come. For men wanting to woo their women, take note: the apron might be the ultimate flirtation. Much more than being a shield from stains, a man wearing an apron says it all: sit back, relax and I’ll take it from here. And what could be hotter than that?
John's Rosemary Sweet Potatoes
Made with black pepper, sea salt, olive oil, sweet potatoes, rosemary, red onion, garlic
Made with black pepper, sea salt, olive oil, sweet potatoes, rosemary, red onion, garlic
Serves/Makes: 4
- 3 sweet potatoes
- 1/4 cup minced rosemary
- 1 small red onion, coarsely chopped
- 4 cloves garlic, minced
- 1/3 cup olive oil
- sea salt
- black pepper
Preheat broiler.
Microwave sweet potatoes on high for 90 second. Remove from oven and cut each into cubes about 1/2 inch by 1/2 inch.
On a large baking sheet toss sweet potatoes, rosemary, onion, garlic, olive oil, and a generous amount of sea salt and coarse ground black pepper. Broil for 20-25 minutes stirring frequently to allow for even browning. Potatoes are done when on the inside and crisped as desired on the outside.
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