My husband and I have dinner once a week at this neighborhood Italian restaurant near home. They serve delicious Milano-style food at fair prices, and I can't wait to try items in their ever-changing seasonal menus (although I always order the polenta appetizer with brown butter, fontina, and sage).
Tonight's meal was especially good and as we hopped back into the car, I smiled at him and said, "You know I'm really glad we decided to give this place a try. You know how picky I am about Italian food." And I am, really. Now I've never been to Italy and don't know how Italians prefer their food to be prepared, seasoned, and cooked -- but I know what I like. I don't like tomato-based sauces that are too bitter or too sweet, for starters. And I don't like cream-based sauces that are either runny and bland or too rich and thick. I also like my pasta al dente, and not too soft. All reasonable requests, surely -- but not so easy to find around here unfortunately.
"You're picky only about Italian food? Ha!" my husband laughed in my face, mocking me.
"OK maybe not just Italian food," I gave in, perhaps a bit too easily. "But especially Italian food is what I meant." And then I thought I'd say something sweet, just to knock him off his feet a little. "I'm also picky about husbands," I purred.
"No -- you just got lucky with me," he said flatly.
Gah, sometimes I hate it when he's right.
ate, honey is cute...and perfect for u! :-D
Posted by: buns | July 13, 2008 at 04:34 PM
come I will show you Italy places I have been ..
your hubby certainly have a good wit ;-)
Posted by: sha | July 15, 2008 at 12:56 AM
hahahaha! i love hubby-and-wifey asarans. sooo cute. hahahaha!
Posted by: caryn | July 18, 2008 at 11:20 PM
Buns - Sssh, don't tell him that!
Sha - Talaga? Game!
Caryn - Suwerte asawa ko kasi hindi ako pikon. Siya palagi ang nang-aasar kasi. Grrrr.... :)
Posted by: Gigi | July 19, 2008 at 04:10 PM