"What's for dinner?" I asked when I greeted my wife last night. "It's a surprise," she answered. I grabbed a bottle of beer and hustled down to the basement where our youngest son was waiting to watch a prerecorded match-up between the Padres and Cubs. I took my first bite of my heavily seasoned surprise, served on a hot dog bun. My wife peeked out from behind her book to get some feedback. I tried a bite of the side dish. "The Zucchini is amazing," I responded, withholding comment on the main course. I searched for the proper words but I couldn't find them.
"This is the best Zucchini I ever tasted," I said. "Thanks for being so positive," she said. I congratulated her for making our food dollars stretch. Rather than throw out something none of us liked, she took a mulligan and tried enhancing it. That's why I love her. She's full of surprises. Most of them put a smile on my face. All life is an experiment. Go for it. The more experiments you make, the better.
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