Your husband is a chef..

He'd always cook food for you. Today, you decided to cook since he was running errands.

After you were done, your husband came home and you served them both plates.

You stood there, waiting for a response.

Emile took a bite and stopped chewing immediately. "What. Is it bad?" You asked.

He made faces and shook his head. "It's good baby, don't worry about it" he said forcing a smile.