Can man survive without woman?

Amy and Hyrum are gone for the week to Washington. So I attended a ward potluck today without them. As I introduced myself to people, I let them know about Amy and Hyrum's situation... so they wouldn't be too shocked were I to be holding a baby next time they saw me... and telling people that they existed seems to just be part of the introduction process. Repeatedly, I got similar reactions usually revovling around how hard it was going to be for me to not have someone to provide me with some good homecooking. I've gotten similar responses when Amy was pregnant, when she toured the UK with BYU Singers, when we were apart during our move etc. So I'm pretty used to them. I generally just smile and say yup.

One comment today in particular was laughable. A woman responded, "Good thing there was a potluck today so you could at least have something to eat tonight." I really wanted to reply, "Oh yes, it is such a miracle. I don't know what I would've done. This is the only thing I'm planning on eating this week. I mean, by Wednesday or so, I might get desperate enough that I'll have to figure out how to order a pizza or open a package of oreos or something. But yeah... I'm completely uncapable of even remotely taking care of myself."

Then my next instinct was to be a little more truthful yet sarcastic and be like, "Yeah, it's rough. Last night I had to cook for myself. The best I could do was a medium rare steak with roasted red potatoes and broccoli. Then this morning I had to settle for breakfast sausage, fried egg, toast, strawberries, bananas and camomille tea. And tonight, I was thinking I was going to be forced to eat a cheddar dijon chicken broccoli mixture on authentic made-at-home-by-me flour tortillas." [side note... I just finished making/eating the above mentioned thing (I'm not sure what to call it...burritos? wraps? heaven?) and it was AMAZING!]

I settled on, "Yup I'm glad there's a potluck" and moved on. I don't want to upset the world too much because I know how scary a man who is powerful in the kitchen can be to a woman. I assume I'm not the only man feigning helplessness to help women feel good about themselves. I mean, if women knew that we could survive [as in eat and keep house] without them then they might feel that their only real purposes in this life were reproductive and to help us spend our salaries. And we [men] do like them [women], so we don't want them to feel unneeded or useless. And for this reason, I just say yup.

But this got me thinking. Are we just being nice and letting women think we need them for this or are there a good proportion of this men who are helpless in the kitchen? I know I'm a little more adept than most, but I don't I've ever met anyone who was completely hopeless. Like, my dad's one of the more macho men I know... and I believe that he could survive. Once when I was an early teen my mom went to Europe for a month... and I don't remember much about that month besides burning my mom's tupperware in a bonfire, but I'm pretty sure we survived okay. I did hear a tale from a friend about a roommate who turned frozen chicken nuggets into charcoal... but I feel like stories like this are hopefully the exception.

Thoughts?