Watch enough family-oriented fast food commercials and the endlessly repetitive world of advertising will drill two things into your head: men can't cook, and they'll always cover this up by ordering fast food.
Older daughter: "Dad's making dinner?"
Younger daughter: [scoffs disgustedly]
Dad's making dinner? Oh no. Sweet merciful crap. God, why have you forsaken us? You see, our father is a staggering incompetent, incapable of even the most rudimentary culinary achievements, such as boiling water. Men, huh? Am I right, ladies?
Wife: "Oh, it'll be fine! Maybe."
Say, question: if the entire rest of the family has such little confidence in Dad's cooking skills, why do they leave him in charge of it?
Kids: "Yes! No way! Wow!" etc.
No way? No way??? "Holy shit, this is unbelievable! Pizza, here in our house! I thought a feast of such staggering proportions - not one but two pizzas, breadsticks, two liters of soda - was available only to the richest Americans, but now I discover that our family can also live the life of Riley! Thanks, Dad! Thanks, Pizza Hut!"
Husband: "Who's the man?"
Let me just check "use of severely dated catchphrase that has moved into unironic use by middle-aged white men and therefore should immediately be retired" off my list of Ten Trademark Signs You're Watching a Shitty Commercial.
Wife: "I love you!"
Wait until you see the four false starts at meatloaf he left in the kitchen for you to clean up. Because men can't cook! Wa ha ha! They earn their wives' love by having pizza delivered!
Announcer: "Pizza Hut's Family Value Meal is easy!"
"Forget the significantly healthier meal you could put together at half the price! Call now and we'll throw in a couple Doughy Fat-Starch Balls for just $1.99!"
Dad: "Who says I can't cook?"
A host of lazy, hackneyed, unfunny ads like this one.