Husband hated the smell of seafood, steak, pork chops, etc. so I couldn’t ever make them unless I snuck it in while he was at work. He could always tell when he got home, though, despite my best efforts.
I wouldn't try to make sense of her soon to be ex. But someone should definitely create extensive notes of her stories of the guy. He sounds a lot like if Norman Bates was cross bred with Sloth Fratelli from the goonies.
I'm honestly not a huge pot pie fan. I'm of the mindset that the crust just kind of gets in the way because you're essentially making a stew. I think part of it is I grew up with my mom who used to always make my grandmother's recipe for pasties, and I just never cared for them because it was beef stew in a pie crust.
I don't mind it, but personally I'd rather put the effort into making a big pot with all of the ingredients and then adding a different starch component, whether it be spooned over mashed potatoes, rice, or noodles. I'm honestly more of a fan of using something lighter like Italian bread crumbs, and maybe some good Italian hard cheese, and turning it more into a casserole, but layering up the bread crumbs enough to get a good crust, but it's not as heavy as pie crust.
Those do look delicious though, and hey if you like it you like it, that's just not the first thing I ever gravitate towards.