Last night we did not grill any chicken. Why? Because we were just too damn tired. Sorry, but to say we were really tired does not give the depth to how tired we were. And we had just scrubbed the last bits of chicken feathers and goo off our bodies and to touch chicken one more time, well, we just didn’t have it in us. So, I made a salad.
A really good salad. It had beet greens, spinach, mint and cilantro all fresh from our garden. I sliced strawberries and cucumbers and asparagus and then I boiled some eggs and sliced them up too. Then I sprinkled the salad with salted bagel crisps and made a balsamic vinaigrette.
I thought it was great. But, my other half, you know, the one I keep asking how much longer I’m going to have to endure him? Yeah, that one. He didn’t like the salad….at all.
Him- What is that bitter taste?
Me- What?
Him- That bitter…is it these beets? I don’t like beets.
Me- The beets are not bitter. I love beets. I should have married beets.
Him- Did you put cilantro in this? I think there is cilantro in here. Uck…ack..I can’t get the taste off my tongue.
Me- Oh. Yeah, I think there is a little cilantro in there. Here, it looks like this. Eat around it.
Him- The eggs aren’t really doing it for me. I don’t like eggs with my salad.
Me- Hmm, I’m thinking there are things I don’t like with my salad either….like the company I have right now.
Him- Hon, you need to learn to take a little criticism about your cooking and…
Me- Oh, I can take it…..I can take it and shove it right up…..
Him- It’s just that the cilantro is so bitter.
Me- It’s not the only thing that is bitter.
Him-And I don’t want these eggs.
Me- Would you like me to do something with those eggs? Cuz, I could take those eggs and….
Him- No, I’m good. Do we have anything else to eat?
Me- How ’bout some chicken.
Him-gulp…
Me- Some nice big fat juicy chicken?
Him- Actually, I’m good, but this salad was not good.
Then I chased him in circles around the kitchen island until I caught him by the back of his shirt and was able to pinch him really hard while he was laughing and saying, “I love to make you mad, it’s so fun to see you get irritated!”
And that is how we finished our chicken slaughter day.
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How can one not like cilantro? I would marry cilantro if possible!:)
The chicken slaughter ended with a salad that turned into a husband slaughter?! I like your style.
I thought maybe my comments were weird, but Jennifer W above me wants to marry cilantro.
Do you like cilantro? was literally, I do not jest, one of the first 5 questions I asked my future husband when we started dating seriously. I KNEW I couldn’t be happy with a man if he did not join me in my love for cilantro.
Bwaaaahhhhhhaa!!
I can imagine that your DH will be fixing his own darn salad from now on.
Just chalk it up to too much blood and guts for one day. Maybe his brain was starting to ooze out his ears.
I can’t wait for pictures of the day. Really. I’m balancing on the fence between raising my own for the freezer or to continue to buy them at the store.
Oh NO! I’m so sorry to hear Clay doesn’t like cilantro. I’m one of those people that would marry it too!
My sons however think it tastes like soap.
Happily, my husband loves cilantro also… I’d eat your salad any day, April! Sounds delish!!!
What did you put in that salad? Your entire compost pile? I am on Clay’s side, Tell him he can come to my house and eat some Ramen noodles with me and the boys. My children were telling me the other day that every time they go to Aunt April’s house there is never enough to eat. Maybe they just don’t like eating off the top of the compost pile.
I thought asparagus was poisonous unless it is cooked? Am I wrong about that?
It’s this sort of thing I think I have sons for. I asked my husband tonight if he asking the lovely and innovative pasta dish and I made, and he started to tell me what he didn’t like. Then, my 6 year old said it was great! haha, I said! Tough pasta?? Not enough basil?? Or, just great????
My other half is THE SAME WAY. I totally feel you. He’s super sensitive to salt… I dont even have to put salt in something and he complains that it’s too salty.
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They do know how to rile us up don’t they? Little buggers.
Ohhh…I’d so marry cilantro. If it weren’t for that thing about it being an herb.
I don’t like cilantro either but if you mixed it in with all that other yummy stuff you wouldn’t have had a peep from me!
I love cilantro! I’ve heard that people who don’t like it, think it tastes soapy. Can’t imagine…
Too bad cuz cilantro is extreeeemly good for you. Everyone should eat it by handfuls every day just for their health. I put it fresh in my scrambled eggs.
My dh eats everything and never complains. Most of the time he compliments and now my little boys do too.
Yes. Everyone should be jealous.
I’m just wondering how Clay would look wearin’ a bowl of salad on his head!! Knowing how you speak of him, though, he’d probably do it to make his point. hahahaha
Were you peaking in my kitchen? We just had this conv at my house…nice yummy salad with a touch, just a touch of cilantro…I heard about it. Took the plate away & put the jar of Peanut Butter in front of him!
you gonna eet dem aigs?
This is why there is always a jar of peanut butter in my house. If you don’t like what I cook you can eat peanut butter.
Put me on that list of cilantro haters! A suggestion for you—-just put all salad ingredients in separate bowls and then each person makes up their own salad. Yeah, I know, more bowls to wash but it does keep the peace and no griping!
Take it or leave it, is what I always say.
I don’t like cilantro either. The bitter taste just lingers…..ugh!
You know, I have not really learned to like cilantro yet either. It tastes soapy to me. I would’ve smacked him though. If I could reach.
Don’t you love constructive critism about your cooking? My husband is a picky eater, although he’d deny that fact. He has been known to not eat a certain food because it “looks weird.” For years he thought green bean cassarole looked horrible and would not touch it. One day I crammed some down his pie hole and guess what? He loved it! Funny how things taste good WHEN YOU ACTUALLY TRY IT!!
Some people really hate cilantro. What is up with that.
I like cilantro in moderation – and by moderation, I mean just barely enough to taste. Any more than that is overwhelming. When a recipe calls for cilantro, I use about a tenth of what it calls for.
Lucky you to have cilantro ready to use now. My baby plants only just got their secondary leaves. There can be hope — my DH thought cilantro tasted like soap but now loves it.
You lost me when you dissed your husband about enduring him.
I spent a day working around the garden, plucking cilantro leaves to eat as I love it so much. The cilantro was beginning to be endangered — that’s how much I plucked. And then I noticed that the underside of each leaf was COVERED in aphids. Snacking ceased. I debated washing my tongue.
I still would marry cilantro, but only if there were no aphids.
I think cilantro tastes awful. I can’t understand how anyone likes it. I would prefer to eat soap. I’ve heard it compared to licorice, which is also distasteful. You’d think in a salad you could pick it out, though. My husband doesn’t eat salad. He calls it rabbit food.
My husband can also be picky when it comes to food. I feel like I’m wasting my culinary skills.
I’m with your husband, and your sister…blech. But then I’ve always been a picky eater. So you married a picky eater…there are worse things. Like having a four year old that’s a picky eater. That’s what I have.
#1 When my husband does this sort of thing to me, I twist his nipples. We call them purple nurples. I’m quick, I’m accurate, and I pinch hard!
#2 Last fall I was visiting some friends out at their little farm. They have seven children and we all sat down together for lunch. My friend made some wraps that had meat, cheese, broccoli slaw, and a bunch of other stuff. Well, her husband started eating and then asked who made them. I told him his wife did as she looked on. He then asked whose idea it was to make them. His wife said it was hers. So then he said, “Well, okay then, I didn’t want to be rude if it was Kelly’s idea. Don’t ever make these again.”
My husband would have gotten at least one purple nurple for that, if not two.
When you said you chased him around the kitchen I was visualizing with an ax because i had just read the chicken posts and well…..
You must have been in my kitchen recording the dinner conversations I have with MY husband. Last night, and the night before, and the night before that, and the night before that, and…
Sorry, April, but I’m with Clay on this one. I positively despise cilantro. It’s so, um, dare I say bitter?
I love a good salad. Throw on the beet greens, the arugula, the mizuna, even the eggs. But cilantro? I’d been done for!