I'm judging his food tastes. He's judging mine.
We had salad for tea last week (I'm eating salad now and it's reminded me) and I think salad is great for all the nibbly bits you add on: tomatoes, onions, pickled onions, sweetcorn, beetroot, peppers, mushrooms, carrot, coleslaw, mayo, etc.
Dp reckons it's just lettuce. With mayo. Thassit.
He says I'M the wrong one.
This is just the tip of the foody iceberg. He doesn't like the texture of onions, so I have to blend pasta sauces.
And he eats round food he doesn't like, and leaves it in a little pile.
And he doesn't understand the appeal of coffee or olives, as they're "too strong"
My heart loves him, my stomach says LTB.