My mom tricked me into learning to cook by telling me my girlfriend (who was two years younger) made supper for her family because her mom worked. Turns out her mom had popped home at noon and prepped everything and all she had to do was turn on the stove....
I loved to bake and cook - very inventively - but my DH was a very plain (English) eater. He told me his mom never put onion in many things because his dad didn't like cooked onions. Turns out (oh yes) she did! She grated onion in to all ov her mains.... After that I pretty much cooked as I saw fit and DH could pick out the bits he didn't like...
But he loved my desserts!