Tuesday, March 31, 2009
The Truth Hurts.
Just got off the phone with Mr. Favorite. He and his employees always go to lunch together on payday and he was talking about trying something new. I reminded him that he already tried something new on Sunday (The Melting Pot) and he apparently couldn't hold back any longer. He said (and I quote) it was disgusting. Imagine my surprise... He was such a good sport about it Sunday that I didn't know he felt that strongly about it. I will say this - we tried stuff I had never had there either and it wasn't my favorite, but I don't think I'd go so far as to say it was disgusting. Anyway, I had a good laugh and somehow this endears him to me even more. He let me have what I wanted and played along. What a man.
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That's a good man. Suffering in pain and only admitting it under duress later is something we women are not really capable of. At least when dealing with food.
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