Thursday, September 1, 2011

cold feet

I must take a moment to fret. Here's a true story.
"Hey, I see the container for French basil. Do we have a container for California basil?"
"I...might have thought it was redundant?"
"What? They're completely different. Here, smell."
"See? Completely different."
"California basil is drier. The French has this citrus accent."
I mean...what?

Is marriage really advisable under these circumstances? To someone who can't tell the difference between French and California basil? I am distressed.

Excuse me, I think I have the vapors.

1 comment:

  1. Good to know that you never would have tried to marry me, as I didn't even know there was more than one type of basil.