Yes, way back in the 1930s, I remember that the men got fed first, the women came in last and sat down to eat, while the kids were fed in the kitchen. The women sometimes didn't get the good parts of meat, that went to the men, then the kids.
I suppose that it was a throwback to when the mens' strength was vital to keeping the home and family safe.
As for welcoming the man home, that's good sense. I would hand him a cold drink in summer, hot tea in winter, the newspaper, then rush in and fry ONE piece of bacon, then stare into the freezer, wondering just what the heck to cook for dinner. But in the meantime 'he' was settled in comfort, knowing that dinner was on its way and not to much in touch with the timing of it. Kept him happy till we were parted by his last stroke.