National Men Make Dinner Day
It’s just what men want more of: rules. It’s one thing to designate the first Thursday of the month as National Men Make Dinner Day but to add a whole page of rules to go with it? That could be a serious road block on his way to the kitchen. The first thing you need to do is get your man to agree to cook dinner without the promise of a “boy’s night out” in return. He can use any recipe he wants but can’t barbecue according to the rules and he won’t win any creativity points if he uses one of your recipes. Make it easy on him and send him a link to Easy One Dish Dinners or dinner recipes that can be prepared in 30 minutes or less.
If you think the holiday is kind of sexist, it is. Maybe your man is the one who cooks. Maybe your both men and you both cook. The family member who cooks the least should be the one in the kitchen on Nov. 3.
Cliche Day
What’s more cliche than the image of a woman in the kitchen cooking while her man relaxes and waits by the TV? Wellcat serves up the annual holiday, Cliche Day purely for entertainment. It shows up in the movies, comic books, writing and everyday speech.
Pull as many cliches out of your hat as you want on Cliche Day. Use them at work, school, in texts and on the phone. See how long it takes people to figure out what you’re doing. Try it — it’s a piece of cake. Once you get all of them out of your system, avoid cliches like the plague.
Sandwich Day
There’s nothing in the rules for National Men Make Dinner Day that say dinner can’t be sandwiches. It does seem like cheating, but hey, it’s also Sandwich Day. You’d be killing more than one bird with that stone (make that three, since that’s a cliche). Foodlore says John Montagu, Fourth Earl of Sandwich (born on Nov. 3, 1718), invented the sandwich as a way to both nourish himself without taking too much time away from a 24-hour long gambling session.
“A minister of state passed four and twenty hours at a public gaming-table, so absorpt in play that, during the whole time, he had no subsistence but a bit of beef, between two slices of toasted bread, which he eat without ever quitting the game.” — Grosley’s “Tour to London” (The Montague Millenium)