I enjoy cooking. I really do.

But sometimes I need a night off. We try to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner at home as much as possible, and that adds up to a lot of cooking. And as much as I love it, it can be exhausting.

On those days when I don't want to cook, I'm amazed at my husband's intuition — it's like he has a sixth sense to know when to spring into action and take over the kitchen. I don't even have to ask!

What's even better: when he cooks, we're not having hot dogs, grilled cheese or even burgers. He takes whatever we have in the kitchen and whips up some incredible dish I never could have imagined.

See, he has the chef brain — that brain that is able to put together ingredients and create something great without ever looking at a recipe.

As much as I love food and cooking, I still get stressed over preparing meals. I pore over the recipe, and while I've learned to adjust ingredients and not actually set the timer when it says “saute for three minutes,” I still have to read the darn recipe three or four times before and during cooking to feel like I'm doing it correctly.

But Scott? No, siree. No anxiety. No quadruple checking the recipe.

We recently had a dinner party, and he smoked a Boston butt and made mole sauce to go with it instead of barbecue sauce (mole is pronounced mole-ay and is a sauce made of peppers, chocolate and cream… sounds weird, but it's great). I would have been going insane, worrying about whether people would like it or that I'd mess it up. But he was cool as a cucumber, of course. And it tasted great.

You know, it's really nice to have a husband who cooks, but come to think of it, I'm actually downright jealous of his skills. He swoops in once a week and cooks an amazing meal with minimal stress and no recipes, but I cook almost every day and still feel like a novice most of the time.

How is that fair? Why can't I get a little bit of that natural talent, too?

It's like that kid in school who was valedictorian and never studied. Or those people in band who never practiced, but were still first chair. Or the people who can walk onto a field and outplay everyone without a lick of training.

Scott is like that in most areas of his life. He's just naturally gifted that way.

Me? I'm especially good at following step-by-step directions. And eating. I'm really good at eating.