Last Thursday after a delectable course of three cheese lasagna with spinach and basil and a mixed green salad with sweet peppers and avocados, HungryMan (also known as Nate) headed to the kitchen to prepare himself a man-sized lunch portion. I was helping Ava get ready to go to a reception at church, so he offered to put the rest of the food away.
As we were about to walk out the door, I noticed that the half-eaten salad was still on the counter.
“Nate, I thought you were going to put away the food,” I said as I began pouring the salad into a plastic container.
“What are you doing, honey,” he replied. “We never eat left-over salad.”
While this is true, I have an aversion to throwing away perfectly good food. I’d prefer to put it in the fridge and wait until it’s actually wilted before discarding it. So I placed the small container of salad next to mammoth container of lasagna, closed the fridge door and left for church.
The next morning, I was sipping hot tea and writing away at my favorite get-away while Ava was at preschool, when Google chat popped up on my screen:
11:58 AM Nate: hi
Thanks for the laugh-out-loud post!
That was a great post..and your IM-ing only added to it! I can totally relate to the “Hungry Man” part. Rarely do we have left-overs because Ben eats it all!
Much love to all of you!
That’s a funny one. I can relate as I too have a “man of constant hunger” living with me. And oh, the drama, I’m sure if he got stuck with a wilted, soggy crouton salad. Thanks for the laugh.
i’m commenting! is it working?!
i LOVE this story, cause it reminds me of nate. it’s just like nate.
us munsons love swapping hilarious marriage tales with you guys. marriage is the best.
Poor, poor, poor soggy salad-eating husband. (The salad is soggy, not the husband. I don’t think.)
Glad to hear I’m not the only one to save food I know perfectly well I’ll never be in the mood to eat before it spoils.
Sorry about the Ugg false alarm.
What a let-down for your Nate, huh?? I hope that he was able to find something else to eat!!
Funny story!!
This is the Nate I know and love. I reminds me of a time when I asked what he wanted to drink and he replied, “uh…a cheeseburger?”
YES! Man, I miss you guys. Shoot. I’m going to go heat up some lettuce and not eat it in honor of you crazy kids. You’re the best. All of you. Every last one of you.
And what is this “google instant messenger” you speak of? And why are we not communicating on a regular basis through such a system?
And what is an “ugg”?