The Indianapolis times., 1934-03-17
WOMEN'S WORK

WE don't agree with Herr Hitler, of
W course. He was all wrong when he
opened the kitchen doors, marshaled the frau
leins in gingham-apron parade and gave
them order to prepare sauerkraut and leber-
kloess.
Yes, as dictator he didn't have any right
at all to think that he could tell woman
what to do. But as a man-ah, that's diff
ferent matter!
For men have not changed since the early
spring days when Eve plucked plums and
grapes for Adam.
They still are searching for wives who can
cook. 1t is unromantic, of course And, of
course, girl who has nothing but way with
a pancake turner or an egg beater is simply
out of the marital running. But when she
has met the beauty and personality qualifca-
tlonS, she has to get her rating on the cul-
mary chart before she passes her nuptial re-
quirements.
AT least, this is the consensus of the fra
ternity men at New York university, who in
sist that they are searching for girls who can
cook. Most girls can't the brothers explain.
Most of Them don't want to learn how. and
frankly state that they will never, never bend
above a cook stove.
OF course we hate to admit that there was
anything to that old adage which advised that
the quickest way TO a mans heart lay through
his alimentary canal. But it would appear to
be more important to know how to bake a
cherry pie than to do the latest fox-trot. For
a man only dances occasionally but he has a
yearning fer pie at every lunch and dinner.
Yes, there have been those who sang the
praises Of their wives in baSso and tenor be-
cause they included pie in the breakfast
menu
cook!
Wise mothers deity tell their daughters
swains that she baked the chocolate cake that
they are eating. Wise women who do not
have publicizing mothers nave one-room
apartments in which they can set gate
legged table and serve two lamb chops and
asparagus tips. Co-eds bend above the chatting
dish or ask the football captain to step into
the kitchen for some scrambled eggs and toast.
We may claim that it is old-fashioned to
cook, that new avenues have given us wider.
broader opportunities. But what if they have?
The gentlemen whom we want to please liked
us better when we centered our pride on the
canned huckleberries that won blue ribbons
at the county fair.
There are some services that are peculiarly
woman's. 1t has always been her task to
watch the heartf1res that men light to keep
the lamps shining in the windows while men
foraged for fame in the mystic wilderness
where she never ventured. Flowers and music
have been her field. Man has expected her
to bring lovelinesS to a home And as he is
now confessing quite honestly, he wants her
to know how to cook. Sodden biscuits can
spoil romance as quickly as a blond vana-
pire, and a burned steak is more DANGEROUS
than auburn haired divorcee with an annex
ing complex
There is a play on Broadway. called The
Green Bay Tree" in which two men who have
made their lives peculiarly devoid of women.
as some men 90, tsill hunger for the touches
that women bring into a home. They have
music and candle-light. And one of them
embroiders to the horror of the girl. who tries
to love one of them.
Oh, please let's lear nhow to make meat
pies Let's exchange tailored suits for pink
ruftled aprons. For how could any woman
love man if she ever saw him pouring tea?