The first meal my hubby cooked for me was a traditional Roast Beef with Yorkshire Pudding.
We had just met (living in Chicago) the week before and I was taking my grandpa away for the weekend to visit some eldery relatives. Tony suggested that if I wasn't too tired when I returned on Sunday, please join he and a few friends at his place for a traditional English roast.
So I got back and he called me. I said sure and the meal was fantastic! There were six people at his place in total and was so impressed that he put together this huge meal! There was tons of washing up which he refused to do that night, so I offered to come around the next evening after work to help clean up.
Many months later after we were dating steadily, he confessed that he never had the dinner planned. But when I said yes, he called a bunch of people at the last minute to come around because he met this girl, etc., etc., etc. !!!!!