"How did you like it?" she asked.
"It's all right," he said.
"This is the third time I cooked
it this way. Why can't you
ever say if you like something?"
"Well if I didn't like it, I
wouldn't eat it," he said.
"You never can say anything
I cook tastes good."
"I don't know why all the time
you think I have to say it's good.
I eat it, don't I?"
"I don't think you have to say
all the time it's good, but once
in awhile you could say
you like it."
"It's all right," he said.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Leo Dangel - Poet
After Forty Years of Marriage, She Tries a New Recipe for Hamburger Hot Dish by Leo Dangel
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