Funny how I thought differently about marrying a chef. The look of a young man on a white jacket, apron and the chef's hat leaving my heart beating so fast. I have seen these handsome young chefs since high school, with the same feeling, the same admiration. I always dreamed of getting one as a boyfriend, who knows later in life I got one as a husband. First year of the relationship was so easy, his position was still a Commis, not much responsibilities, simple job. Second year and the years after along with his moves up to higher position was something else. I must say, I felt deceived by him, I did not know that marrying a chef means stay home alone till late night, no family day during weekend, full of broken promises, and husband gets home smells of fish, sometimes garlic, onion, whatever. These were never written on the deeds if there was one. One of my friends said how nice and lucky I am to have a chef husband, she said I don't have to cook for him and he will cook for m...
