Wednesday 16th March 2011
A couple of weeks ago I made quesadillas for dinner. They were not successful.
“I don’t like the taste. It’s too bready.” He said.
I had bought a pack of 20 tortillas in the Mexican food shop, of which we ate 6. (Well, I say we but Zephy didn’t eat his.) Never mind, the freezer is a great place to find those things.
When it came to serving up the chili I thought I’d give them another go. I ambitiously pulled out 3 tortillas from the freezer, hoping that he might at least eat one of them.
I almost didn’t bother to ask him if he wanted one, as I put the food on the table.
“Can I have one of those?” He said.
“Pardon!, How do you ask for that?”
“Can I have one please?”
I handed over a warm tortilla.
“It’s a tortilla. You put a bit of chili in the middle, with some rice and fold it up like this.”
I quickly removed my fingers before they were eaten.
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