The Way to a Man’s Heart

On the pleasure of cooking… or not cooking, for love

Illustration by Louisa Bertman

I’really going to miss your cooking, Paul told me on the day I finally moved out of the home we’d shared for three years, his voice creaking with lament. He’d taken a deep breath, winding up to deliver some final parting words, an elegiac salute to our seven years together — the road trips and Target runs, the meltdowns and make-ups…