Now I understand the unwritten rule that beggars can't be choosers, but can't there be just a little leeway in that rule? What happened next will make you agree with me!
I got off work around 5 pm and walked home. As I stepped into the house I was overjoyed to see Shawn at the stove making dinner (I was starving). He was making his specialty- pasta. But to my horror I saw the pineapple can out and open ready for use.
Just a little Adame history- while Shawn and I were engaged he would frequently make lunch for me while I was working. One afternoon he made me pineapple and onion pasta. It was not, as you may be thinking, a pineapple-onion infused pasta sauce lightly drizzled over spaghetti. It was quite literally pineapple chunks (from a can) and a raw chopped up onion, all mixed together in pasta. Yum!
Back to the present. I stood there next to the stove watching the pineapple can. I knew where this was going. I tried politely asking for pineapple on the side. This did not work. The whole can was dumped in and we enjoyed a quiet dinner of pineapple pasta. At least we did not have any onions in the house!
|The Infamous Dish- and yes those chunks are the Pineapple!|