Tonight my husband did cook our dinner and what surprised me the most is he cooked me a fish and not just boiled but fried fish with butter. He went out to get some nibbles for our dinner and came home with a fresh seabass because he thought it would be nice for me to have a tasted of home every now and then. He really tried to look after me and what makes me happy makes him happy too. He doesn't want that I missed home and thinking that I dont get what I want here. What's really nice and flattering is he dont like the fish stinky smell and for him to fried one is like a torture but he dont mind long as it makes me happy. What more could I ask for a man?