Out of the Kitchen at Last

One of the steriotypical “woman’s places” was in the kitchen. A common catch-phrase is “the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach,” and Fundy women seem to be taught to put this saying into practice more than most Bible passages (which is saying something).

I have no problem with cooking my man some good food, but those in the church too often take it to an extreme, where the woman’s place is to be a domestic goddess. One of the pillar parts of her “role” is to be constantly making or planning food for him and any number of children (who she may very well be taught she needs to homeschool… another topic for another post). A Fundamental Baptist woman is often measured, in part, by her performance in the kitchen.  Her skill, or lack of, is showcased at covered-dish luncheons and the like.  

Personally, I think this is counterintuitive since many of the most famous chefs are men, but what do I know? I’m a godless apostate, after all.

How do I approach the kitchen? Still with dread, unfortunately.  I have not yet been able to completely shake the feeling that I have to be in there doing something or I’m not quite good enough. I’m gradually easing out of it, though, as I’ve been able to cook a few dinners. More progress will come in time.   

I won’t be spending my whole life in the kitchen though, I can tell you that.


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