Confession

So, I'm going to be sort of random, but this is what's going on.
I joined this social media website called ravelry, basically a knitting facebook. It's useful, lots of pattern ideas and the ability to ask other knitters questions. A friend asked me to knit him a bag that he can use when biking around downtown with his girlfriend (hold their wallets, a camera, etc.), so I looked up patterns and found an interesting idea. It's called "plarn", which is yarn made from plastic bags. You cut bags into one-inch strips, loop them together, then roll into a ball and knit. Target bags are more sturdy than regular grocery store bags. So Coleman and I need to invest in needles so "we" (read I) can knit this.
Last week Coleman's roommates very astutely pointed out that he tends to take over in the kitchen. So much so that we literally got into an argument because I was using a spoon instead of a fork to stir cookie dough. I really wanted to hit him and cry and go home (I didn't though, the cookie dough was there, not at my place). Most of the time I don't care, it's just times like this instance when he won't let go of the fact that I'm doing something different than he would have. And in my stubbornness I don't want to listen to his..."helpful advice". So Coleman has now decided that I need to be the one in charge in the kitchen, he'll gladly help me cook, but it will be my ideas. He's also supposed to step back and let me do things my way, haven't tested that one yet. I'm hoping that in the next week or so we can try to make meatloaf, I've never made it myself and I enjoy meatloaf.
Which brings us to the other entree I have been considering. This is a little embarrassing. I have been thinking about making "Engagement Chicken". I've heard the stories, at least the ones that worked. I'm just curious myself whether it works or not. But, it's a very plain recipe. Every recipe I've seen calls for a whole chicken, lemons, salt and pepper. That doesn't sound very flavorful, and I know that Coleman wouldn't be impressed by something that bland. It would need to be either spicy or cooked exceptionally well. Maybe it's more important that it's a whole chicken, and not the ingredients.
Any thoughts?