This question was written just for me.

My husband bummed me out with cauliflower tonight, not just once but twice! He put mashed cauliflower in a baked potato skin. “Oh yum, twice baked spuds” I thought. Then, “WTF IS WRONG WITH THIS POTATO??” Oh, it’s not a potato. Bleh. I ate most of it anyway, because I needed some vegetables.

A few hours later, I spot an empty Cool Whip container on the counter. Earlier, I’d noticed a can of Mandarins, so I surmised that he’d made some ambrosia. I prowl in the fridge, and find a container of whitish stuff with orange in it. I serve myself a bowl and take a bite. I stood still with my mouth open for several seconds, trying to comprehend what I’m experiencing. Cold mashed cauliflower with cheese. Blech.