I think he does love you truly, madly and deeply if he still adores you even when…
- he sees you with no make-up and will all the skin miracle goop on your face.
- he smells the most unladylike, crowd-dispersing fart from you…at least once a day.
- he knows you’ve gained 10 kilos after accompanying him from one eat-all-you-can buffet dinner to another and another and another.
And, finally, when he sees you eat corn on the cob like a happy little kid with a world of his own.
Corn on the cob isn’t a first or second or third or even tenth date food. It is just plain messy, BUT it is happy food…at least for me.
Corn on the cob, with a dollop of margarine and a generous pinch of salt, is sunshine on a stick! Hundreds of tiny bright yellow balloons filled with sweetness that burst as soon as your teeth sink onto the cob. Then the sweetness just drips and dribbles down your chin. So not sexy, but really just so yummy!
Yes, this is true love because The Husband indulged me to rattle on about the deliciousness of corn on the cob for 15 minutes with corn juice and salt crystals all over my chinny chin chin!
Delirious about delicious,