
...is apparently not that good. Last night I made orange chicken and broccoli and, as a side, egg drop soup. I have had it lots of times at restaurants and liked it, so I thought I'd try making it myself. I think it turned out exactly like it should have, and I liked it okay. Zak, however, wasn't really a fan. During dinner, just before he tried the soup, he muttered, "I feel like I'm on Fear Factor." Nice.
I'll spare you the bulk of his comments from after he tasted the soup. Just know that the words "tastes just like I'd imagine body odor would taste" were uttered. Super nice.
Lest anyone think that I was disgruntled by these comments, be assured, I was not. I laughed right along with him. He is a good sport about trying new things. And he loved the orange chicken and broccoli.