So, ladies... many of you have asked: "So, I kinda like this guy--I think he might be an engineer. How can I tell?"
Well, just sit yourself down and listen to the fool-proof way to find out: Let him make hamburgers for you. How do you know this? you may ask, breathless at finding out the answer might be a short trip to the kitchen away.
Because, my dear, the guy I've been flirting with for the last--oh--6 years just gave himself away.
This afternoon, we decided that hamburgers sounded like a good choice for lunch. After I batted my eyelashes at him, the hunkster took over the hamburger making.
Everything seemed "normal" as he reached into the bowl and began forming balls from the meat. (Please discount the messy kitchen in the background. I have to give the maid a stern talking to.)
Then, he began carefully smashing...
It was around hour 2 of the smashing that little "engineer alarm bells" began tinkling in my subconscious. But, any last doubt was whisked away when he pulled out this:
When I saw that anything less than the perfectly round hamburger patty was unacceptable for this chef that I knew. I mean, I knew. And, that's how it will be for you. (You won't mind because he'll be flexing his muscles for you as he cuts out his circles)
He will probably thoroughly clean the excess meat from the plate--depositing it back in the bowl--before hunting for one last tool:
The perfect scraper for delivering the perfect patty to the perfectly heated griddle.
And, when you sink your teeth into these little perfections, you'll smile to yourself. You'll know.