A Work in Progress

My love story with DH should be a totally separate post someday, but long story short we went from courting (4 months) to engaged pretty quickly. It wasn't until after his proposal and my saying yes that I actually met his parents. We stayed with his mom for a couple of days and one morning I heard her running around the kitchen making us breakfast - very kind of her. She works full time, so it was a thoughtful thing to do to take her weekend morning and prepare us breakfast. I got up and greeted my soon to be DH as we were in separate bedrooms. I got myself ready for the day and then my now MIL called us to the breakfast table.

This being only the 2nd day of actually knowing her I was excited to see what she prepared for breakfast and was determined to be very appreciative, since she was kind enough to do this for us. My sweet fiancee at the time knew my distaste for asparagus, but I didn't think that I would be confronted with the vegetable at that early hour. So we walk into the dining room and sitting on the table is something I believe is called asparagus goldenrod. It was asparagus covered with an eggy cheese sauce over toast. Well my stomach dropped when I saw that, but even though I'd probably rather eat pureed cardboard than asparagus I smiled and was determined to eat it. Then in a split second and to my horror my sweet fiancee declared: "She doesn't like asparagus." Oy. I felt terrible and my MIL who spent an entire morning cooking in the kitchen for her son and soon to be daughter-in-law was completely deflated. I did eat half of the asparagus along with the fruit and sausage served that morning, but asparagus will always make me think of that interesting, slightly uncomfortable morning.