A Piece of Cake
(by Stacy Feintuch)
Our family of four was sitting at the breakfast table on a vacation in Florida. Our five-year-old took one look at the salsa on her father’s eggs and started to gag.
“Are you okay?” my husband and I said in unison, while her older sister looked on in horror.
“Ewwww, the tomatoes make me sick!” was her response.
Tomatoes made her sick? She was only looking at them, not eating them.