The conversation last night:
Hubby: Boy, whatever you’re cooking on your bench sure smells good! (A few oils & vinegars steeping in sealed jars.)
Me: Um … you shouldn’t be smelling anything off my bench. What does it smell like?
Hubby: Mmm. Piney, but not.
Me: Hello? Freshly-harvested bunches of Rosemary hanging?
Hubby: Oh.
