July 10, 2007
I tell everyone I know that I hate cilantro; my mom agrees that it tastes like soap, as does my son. My ex-wife now leaves it out of recipes that call for it if she knows I'm coming over, and leaves a dish of it on the side for anyone who wants it, because she knows I really really hate it. Even that turns me off. Every time I go to a restaurant and order something that might contain cilantro, I ask if it has it. If they say yes, I ask if they can leave it out of mine, and they always agree, but EVERY TIME when the food arrives, it's swimming in the stuff. Half the time when they say it isn't in the dish, it actually is. Do they think I'm kidding, or that I won't notice? There are places I've stopped going to because of this "trick" of theirs.