On Thursday at work ladies were talking all day about chips and salsa....that they were craving it. Well....no one actually got any, and so K and I had decided after work we'd head to the store and pick up some pico de gallo and chips (and have some beans) and it'd be awesome.
K went to the store and they didn't have the pre-made pico de gallo because of the tomato scare - so being the sweetheart she is - bought all the stuff to make it.
She comes home and I'm battling McAfee still....oh joy....and starts putting it together. I got up to help her in between chatting online with the help desk...and noticed that the cliantro tasted a bit "flowery" - I thought it was a little odd - but also thought, hey, maybe it is just not a very fresh batch. We chopped everything up, tasted it, and it still tasted flowery. I wasn't going to eat it.
Fast forward a few hours, and as I'm talking to my mom on the phone she asks "Are you sure she didn't get parsley?" K said - No, the sign over it was cilantro. (Well, K had noticed the leaves felt a bit different......but just chalked it up to being different). Well, after much discussion and examining - it WAS parsley.
Imagine how good my pico de gallo will be now with *most* of the parsley picked out, with cilantro and jalapeno? :)
I love my wife!
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