January 17, 2007
My father, may he rest in peace, knew how much I disliked cilantro. About 10 years ago I came home after school one day and set my bag down on the floor of my room. I smelled something that I recognized this smell, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I turned around to leave the room saw a pound of cilantro sitting on my pillow. My dad thought it was funny when I came downstairs in tears. I hate cilantro!!!!