Random indicator of having married the correct person:
Instead of making faces and disparaging my way of eating sandwiches (circularly eating all the unpleasant dry and crusty parts from around the sandwich first, so that I could enjoy the yummi soft inner parts last... thanks for that habit, mom :P), while usually giving yet another lecture on how terrible I am, as has been the case with several non-correct partners, this one proceeds to gather all the available sandwiches, cut off the outer 2 cm of each, eat those, and give me all the inner parts.
Literally the most unexpected heartwarming outcome of the latest "lets' try to eat wheat again for a while and see how bad things get" experiment.
Disclaimer: I do only circle-eat at home, you know, pretending to be polite and stuff when anywhere else...
Cheers,
Hedi
