As a dude with his own place who cooks almost every day and generally has some leftover homemade barbecue, it definitely works. I just don't want people over at my house.
He's not wrong. I've brought women home many times by cooking for them. Guys, learn a few easy recipes and you won't regret it. My go to is chicken and broccoli alfredo or carbonara fettuccine.
My favorite go to recipe is a lentil soup with spinach, lime, coconut milk, and curry. It's really refreshing, especially after a hard day of carrying bridges across the Shattered Plains.
When I was dating that was basically my go-to reason for inviting someone over, but that usually was at least 3-5 dates in. Usually we'd have eaten at cool restaurants where we've had full blown conversations about food, and where I'll have introduced the idea that I'm a great cook who knows what I'm doing, and then at a certain point I'd offer my place for a dinner date, and then show off. And we'd already be alone at my place so it wasn't that much of a stretch for them to stay over.
Honestly I don't know how I would've approached dating if I didn't know how to cook.
A girl once asked my friend and I if she could make us an omelette. We'd never met her before, but said yeah why not. We went back to our flat, like 1AM, she made us an omelette and then left. Never saw her again. Bizarre. Good omelette though.
It turns out that "this dude" is a serial killer and cannibal.
Stu, who has been his roommate for the past month, and Angela, who may soon be dead, are both terrified upon realizing this.
The man-eater locks the door, trapping them.
— Well, well, well... look at what we have here! Fresh meat. — he says, menacingly.
Little did the man know that Stu was actually an FBI agent sent to investigate cannibals. Sounds of gunshot are heard from the cannibal's home. Stu saves the day yet again. The end. And everyone clapped, menacingly.