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By Carol Perkins

Cooking is no longer a top priority for me, and yet eating remains one for Guy. He plans his day around meals. When he is working away from home, which he does each week, he can tell me exactly where he is going to eat.

This week he was in Huntsville and eating at what he calls "one of the best Mexican restaurants EVER!" He knows the best BBQ in Memphis and ribs in St Louis. He could be a judge on a cooking show as long as the cooks didn't throw in weird ingredients of which he would have no knowledge. He likes food he can identify.

This brings me to last week when I tried some different ways to make his standards. Meatloaf is one of his favorites.

I use the standard ingredients for any meatloaf but sneak in a little pinch of sugar that gives it a boost.

This week I chopped up red peppers in place of onions because I was out of onions. We are eating and I am waiting. He will know the difference.

After a few bites, he said, "Something is just not right about this meatloaf."

I played dumb. "What's not right?"

"I don't know, but it tastes different. Did you add something or leave something out?"

I confessed that I had added peppers.

"I knew it was not the same."

Of course, I asked if he liked it better or worse, knowing the answer.

"I like the old way." Nothing surprising about that.

Then the next day or so after I had been to the Homemakers soup lunch, I came home with an idea to make some white bean soup in my instant pot. I didn't have the beans or onions, so since he was going to the post office anyway, he picked up what I needed. I put all into the pot, along with some pieces of ham I had in the freezer, and cooked for an hour.

Later, when I have placed a huge bowl of soup in front of him and some cornbread, he said after a few bites, "Are there onions in the soup?" He was picking through to find one, so I fished two or three out of my soup and showed them to him. Finally, I said, "Just eat the soup!" He did.

I had to point out later that a cook does not need a man (or woman) finding fault with what she cooks for he will find himself without one. "You know I like almost everything you cook," he said, trying to get himself out of hot water.

"Yes, but when you don't, the best thing to say is NOTHING. Not everything is about you," I laughed.

When it comes to food, he can be an unintentional critic, but I doubt he will say another word about onions or meatloaf. After all these years, he should be grateful I am willing to turn on the stove. As a side note, he ate four bowls of soup over the next two days, so he must have found the onions!

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