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North Dakota | I smell all my food before it goes in my mouth. Drives my wife crazy. She thinks it is just another OCD trait. But there is a method behind my madness. In grade school several of my friends and I sat down at the lunch table. One of them opened up one of those small waxed paper milk containers and took a big swig. He turned green before our eyes and promptly threw up curdled milk all over us and the table. Since then I smell all my food regardless of any printed date on the container. | |
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