Bitter Brew

There’s a lot to be said for a swift apology—mainly that it should come with a clause protecting the apologizer from cruel and unusual punishment. Last night, in a lapse of judgment that I deeply regret, I was short with my wife. This morning, she brought me a cup of coffee, which I naively accepted as a peace offering.

Sensing an opportunity to restore domestic tranquility, I said the magic words: “I’m sorry for losing my temper, last night.”

She smiled, said, “You’re forgiven,” and strolled away, leaving me with what I assumed was a fresh start to my day.

Then I took a sip.

Friends, I have tasted the ocean. I have swallowed seawater after being knocked over by a wave. And yet, nothing in my life had prepared me for the briny abomination that assaulted my taste buds.

I enjoyed it without complaint.

And thus, I learned two valuable lessons: First, forgiveness in marriage is a dish best served with a pinch of quickness. And second, if your wife brings you coffee after an argument, ask her to take the first taste.