In a time-honored tradition, marriage gave me a life partner and my first good kitchen gear — including two shiny All-Clad skillets.During that first year of marriage, between hosting dinner parties and cooking extravagant meals for two, I’d admire the glimmering skillets, which seemed to symbolize, in a small way, adulthood.Sure, I was hitched. But heck yeah, I’d finally gotten heirloom-quality cookware!Inevitably, though, the gleam faded.