Here's a contribution to the debate from my 83 year old mother, who's a great cook and artist, and provides empathy and a role model to younger women:

I'm Gonna Shove You on the Back Burner of My Heart
(By Edith Doughty, Dahlov Ipcar and Sheila Ritter, one Sunday morning in the kitchen, 1977)

Chorus:

I'm gonna shove you on the back burner, baby, and turn the flame way down; (3X)
I'm gonna shove you on the back burner, baby, and let you simmer down.

You came on pretty strong, darlin', but our love's been watered down;(3X)
If you don't start behavin', baby, I'm gonna throw you to the hounds.

My dishes are all washed up, baby; I'm sweeping my kitchen clean; (3X)
Don't need no man around these parts when he's treatin' me so mean.

You've been a good piece of meat, baby, but now you're goin' bad; (3X)
What I need is more spice in my life; it's what I've always had.

You've dumped on me long enough, dumplin'; you don't smell good to me no more; (3X)
I'm gonna dump you in the garbage can, and throw you out the door.

You got me all stirred up, baby; so just sit there and stew; (3X)
You're an OK meat and potatoes man but I think I'm through with you.

Got just enough chili in my cupboard to spice another pot; (3X)
When I get that cooked up, baby, it'll be good and hot.