When my husband mocked my lasagna behind my back, I teamed up with my mother-in-law to give him a taste of his own medicine. What followed was a dinner he’d never forget and one that taught him a lesson in appreciation and respect.
My husband, Dave, and I have been married for about three years. I pride myself on my cooking skills. I’m not a Michelin-starred chef, but I’ve never had any complaints—until recently.
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Last Friday, I decided to make one of my favorite recipes: lasagna. I spent hours preparing it, making sure everything was perfect. When it was finally ready, I served it with a smile. I expected at least a “thank you” from Dave.
Instead, he took a bite, grimaced, and pulled out his phone. I thought he was just taking a picture like he usually did. But then I heard the sound of a text message coming in.
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The message read: “Look what she made tonight. It’s barely edible. I miss Mom’s cooking.”
“Dave, what is this?” I asked, my voice shaking.
He looked up, surprised. “What is it? Oh, nothing.”
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“Nothing? You just texted someone to tell them my lasagna is barely edible and you miss your mom’s cooking!”
Dave sighs. “Look, I didn’t mean it like that. I was just… I don’t know, I was letting off steam. It’s not a big deal.”
“Is it okay?” I couldn’t believe my ears. “Do you have any idea how much effort I put into it? If you didn’t like it, you could have told me.”
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“I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings,” he said defensively.
“By saying it to my face, or by texting someone behind my back?” I countered. “Because I think that’s much worse.”
Dave rubbed his temples. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry. That was a stupid thing.”
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I wasn’t satisfied with his apology. The next day, I had a different plan.
I told Dave I had a meeting at work and would be home late. I actually went to his mother’s house. She was a wonderful woman, and I wanted to ask her for advice. When I arrived, she welcomed me with open arms.
“Hey, sweetie! What brings you here?” she asked, giving me a hug.
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“It’s about Dave. He did something really hurtful yesterday.”
