To: Crecente
From: Ashcraft
Subject: You Say Tomato, I Say Tomato
Tonight was an excruciating dinner. Fact: I hate tomatoes. When I was six or seven, I ate a bad tomato and got horribly, horribly ill. So, to this day, I cannot eat sliced tomato. Looking at it makes me feel sick. Ketchup is fine. Tomato soup, no prob. It's the shape of raw tomatoes that makes my stomach churn. Crazy, I know. We ate at a friend's house tonight, and what was on the menu? Sliced tomatoes and some sort of cheese. Not wanting to be rude, I scarfed down one of them. Seriously thought I was going to loose it. I ate it so quickly that our host said that I must really like them.
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