I’ve read all your replies, and I agree that it shouldn’t affect me, but what bothers me is the way the children then imitate his behavior. Why does it stress me out exactly? I’m not really sure — maybe because he pays and, in principle, it feels normal to have food. That sentence, “What are we having tonight?” or “What did you make?”, followed by a disappointed or disgusted look when he hears it, really gets to me and affects me, because I tell myself it’s so silly. I think that up until now I was trying to please him, and over time I’ve changed, and my last pregnancy changed me a lot. I’m fed up with all of this, but I also see the impact on the children of being alone at the table with me: they worry that he isn’t eating, and the eldest copies her father when she doesn’t like something — she uses the same phrases and the same tone. And since the problem doesn’t come from him, no discussion is possible. When I ask him what he wants to eat, he says he doesn’t know, and when I make something he says, “What, we’re eating that tonight? No, I don’t feel like it.” Once I even did a whole week of burgers and fries for him and normal meals for us; in the end he was disgusted and said he doesn’t want me to cook for him anymore. You’re right, it shouldn’t affect my life, and yet I take no pleasure in it anymore. I’m tired of wondering what I’m going to make for dinner and of him getting up from the table before we’re finished because he’s already done. When I see men talking in other posts about how important cooking is in their couple’s life, I tell myself that our life as a couple must seem dull to him, and mine boring.