The trouble began however when he got the veggie slicer out and thin-sliced two big sweet onions and then commenced lightly frying them in some beef fat on the stove. Once he got them going good, my sweet Darling then went back outside to tend the burgers leaving ME in charge of the frying onions.
Angels probably smell the way those onions did! So trusting me with those onions probably wasn't the wisest thing my sweetheart has ever done. I absolutely had to try one even though I KNEW he wouldn't approve of me slipping around and sneaking an early taste.
So I got a fork out and snagged one out of the pan and I blew on it to cool it off. If anything it tasted even better than it smelled!
I couldn't help myself. I had to have more of those delicious onions then and there! So I got a small bowl out and got myself a small serving of those onions and my tongue had an orgy.
But I didn't stop there. I had to have more!
I was almost to the bottom of that second bowlful when my Darling caught me mid-fork!
He rolled a hairy eyeball at me and remarked, "I hope you left room for a burger because these are the best I've ever grilled!"
And that's how I got stuck eating a lovely burger when I'd much rather have devoted myself to those Heavenly ONIONS!
And I got growled at the rest of the evening whenever he caught me looking at the onion bowl in the refrigerator.
{{{Sigh.}}}
