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That's Not Salsa

It was such a beautiful day yesterday so The Husband and I spent some time on the roof deck enjoying the sun and munching on some tasty fruit salsa I made in the morning.

As fate would have it, one of The Husband's buddies - The Worrier - stopped by and invited himself up to our private space. When The Husband greeted him at the door, The Worrier asked, "I am hungry, did she cook today?". "Of course!" The husband replied. "We're having chips and salsa right now."

The Worrier came bounding out to the patio and went straight for the chips. And then he stopped and looked at me confusedly.

"Where's the salsa?"

"Right there in the bowl. It's nice to see you too, by the way."

"Yeah. Good to see you. This isn't salsa."

"Yes it is."

"No it's not. Where are the tomatoes?"

"It's fruit salsa."

"There's no such thing."

"Uh, yes there is. It's in the bowl right in front of you."

"But where are the tomatoes?"

"There aren't any."

"Well what's in that?"

"Pineapple, mangoes, kiwi, red onion, jalapenos, cilantro, lime juice and..."

"...and no tomatoes."

"*sigh* No. It's F -R-U-I-T salsa. Say it with me... F R U I T."

"The Husband said you had salsa, that's not salsa."

"You're blocking my sun."

"You don't like me, do you."

"Yes of course I do. Don't be silly."

"Well, then, can I stay for dinner?"

"Of course you can."

"What's for dinner?"

"Well, we've been picking all day so it's going to be simple, just BLT's."

"Oh."

"Why, you don't like BLT's?"

"Yeah. Just make mine without the tomato. I don't really like raw tomato much. I mean, I like ketchup and salsa and tomato sauce. But I don't like sliced raw tomato."

I had a good sun buzz going or I would have strangled him to the ground.

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Posted by Foodwhore at April 26, 2004 01:54 PM