herbs played badly......

ok, so.....marriage is like playing poker, i suppose....and sometimes one plays cards well.....and sometimes not.....i stopped at the kroger last evening to buy salad fixings....and ended up paying the big bucks for a spring mix that looked just scrumptious....and it was not until we were in the middle of dinner that it dawned on me that the feathery greens so liberally mixed in with the other darkly colored vegetation....were....dill...fresh and feathery dill....an herb that my spouse despises......seems his (Romanian ) grandmother added dill to everything....and this herb ranks right up there with curry on foods he will not cross the street to eat......but there he sat....munching his mixed greens....while i watched....and i must have grinned just a bit too broadly, for finally he stopped, and looked closely, and then noticed that he was, in fact, eating dill.......tonight we worked on the same salad, and he was quite careful to search through every bite to weed out the dill......ah well.....it was funny while it lasted......