Y donde mas no cabe un alma...

Cooking when you have a Seed phobia can be a bit of a nightmare.

Yes, seeds.

I don't do Seeds.

Most specifically, Tomato Seeds, Melon Seeds, and Pepper Seeds. Plum Seeds, Apricot Seeds, Grape Seeds, (thank God for Seedless Grapes), Cherry Seeds. Pumpkins at Halloween are a flipping horror for me.

I will eat most of the above, with the exception of Tomatos, or as they are called in this house "Evil Taemataes". They have the most seeds and can also be soggy and splattered.

Not entirely sure where my horror of them came from, but I remember while on holiday one year, (all by myself, but that is another story), I was horrifically sunburnt, and sat moping at the bar, while the bar tender made soothing noises. He guided me over to a sun lounger, and made me lay face down, and was able to explain that he was going to "make the heat go away".

As I lay there, I felt cool pressure on my back, and then my legs, and then my arms. I turned my head slightly to see what it was and screamed.

I bounced off the lounger, (i was a lot smaller and fitter then), straight into the pool, screaming as I went, much to the hilarity of all round the pool.

The lunatic had sliced about 20 Beef Tomatos and lain them all over me. Oh My God. The horror.

I can't play "guess what this food is", in case someone thinks it would be funny to drop a piece of EVIL TAEMATAE in. You know that bit in "BIG", where Scott goes to a fancy dinner, and tastes Caviar. That is exactly what I do, if I suspect any EVIL in my food at all.

Life for my husband is not easy.