Mexican Specialty
So one summer day, I go visit my Mexican aunt (my dad is Mexican, mom is white) who always gives me food to bring home to my family whenever I stop by. On this particular day, she gave me some home made salsa along with some sugar cookies.
So I bring said salsa and cookies home and as I walk in the door my mom sees and asks, “watcha got there?” I tell her for no reason at all, “these Mexican sugar cookies that you’re supposed to eat with this salsa… weird right? It’s some Mexican specialty.”
“Oh goodie! Sounds exciting.” She proceeds to grab a spoon, cookie and the salsa, pours a dab onto the cookie and is about to eat it. At this point I make the swift and decisive decision not to tell her I was kidding. She chewed and swallowed the whole thing, bless her soul.
Needless to say, it did not taste good but she chalked it up as an acquired taste and to this day she doesn’t know that the cookies and salsa were meant to be deliciously enjoyed apart from one another. Story credit: Reddit / hernan17