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A woman seated with a cabbage
in a chair by a fireplace,
a vegetable still life at her feet.
Hendrik Valkenburg (1826-1896)
MrsM
Can we stop at the garage
on the way home
to buy some coleslaw?
MrM
I will drop you off
and then walk to the garage.
MrsM
Don't be silly...
just stop and buy some.
MrM
I didn't know you liked coleslaw.
MrsM
I don't. It's for you.
MrM
But I don't like coleslaw.
MrsM
What! I've been buying it
for nearly 30 years
because I thought you liked it.
MrM
Errr....no.
MrsM
Right...
...but you like my mother's coleslaw?
MrM
Of course.
That is completely different.
in a chair by a fireplace,
a vegetable still life at her feet.
Hendrik Valkenburg (1826-1896)
MrsM
Can we stop at the garage
on the way home
to buy some coleslaw?
MrM
I will drop you off
and then walk to the garage.
MrsM
Don't be silly...
just stop and buy some.
MrM
I didn't know you liked coleslaw.
MrsM
I don't. It's for you.
MrM
But I don't like coleslaw.
MrsM
What! I've been buying it
for nearly 30 years
because I thought you liked it.
MrM
Errr....no.
MrsM
Right...
...but you like my mother's coleslaw?
MrM
Of course.
That is completely different.
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i love this. relationships = constant discoveries. x
ReplyDeleteOooooooh, heck, MrM.......................................................
ReplyDeleteBut he really goes like coffee cake, right?
ReplyDeleteI'm with Mr M. there is a world of difference between homemade and bought coleslaw.
ReplyDeleteJust when you think you know someone...!!!
ReplyDeleteHilarious.
ReplyDeleteBut garage coleslaw? The mind boggles.
garage coleslaw?
ReplyDeleteprobably made from the tired flowers they don't manage to sell.
Even I don't like coleslaw but find Mrs M's mums coleslaw very edible.
I also have the perfect recipe for coleslaw to be eaten with coronation chicken. There that really dates me.
Too funny!
ReplyDeleteThis I consider a perfect partner.
ReplyDeleteUGH, the horrible double crooked distorted WF
Of course he was too polite to mention it. Bless.
ReplyDeleteA Valentine's post the day after. What is a garage? We keep our car in the garage...
ReplyDeleteMarriage.
ReplyDeleteColeslaw from a garage? Where do you people have your cars repaired? The only "food" offered at my local garage: wizened peanuts in tiny bags, sold from a vending machine that looks like it's been there since 1949. The peanuts look like they've been there as long as the machine.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, I didn't miss the actual point of your post - it's a good one! It was just sidelined by the more pressing (in my mind) question of fresh vegetables in relation to automotive repair/storage facilites.
ReplyDeletehe's quite the diplomatic type, isn't he?
ReplyDelete(my father confessed to my mother he hated her tuna pasta only after he retired... weird eh?)
Mr M likes to live dangerously...!
ReplyDeleteSo who has been eating the coleslaw for the past 30 yrs? I love that Mr is still full of surprises.
ReplyDeleteToo wonderful. (But I also wonder what kind of garage sells coleslaw?) And now, of course, we must have not only MrsM's mother's coleslaw recipe, but also MrsM's father's coleslaw-that-goes-with-coronation-chicken recipe.
ReplyDeleteAnd did you know that the word coleslaw is from the Dutch kole (cabbage) sla (salad)? (My Dutch husband taught me that.)