Emma and I have a bargain. If one of us cooks a nice dinner, the other cleans up. While I can and do cook, Emma does most of the cooking. Therefore, I do most of the cleaning.
I always thank Emma during dinner for the meal, and Emma invariably thanks me for cleaning when I’m washing pots and pans. I—a lifelong smartass—usually respond, "Thank you for making a mess."
So far, she’s taken this with good grace—probably better than I deserve. In truth, the cleanup is usually far quicker than the cooking.