First thing yesterday morning, The Boss comes into my office and says he needs help:

“Leize Marie. I need your help. Because you are healthy, and you eat healthy, and you care about my health. I can tell. So because of all this, I need you to look into something for me. Not during work hours per se because I don’t want it to interfere with your productivity. But since you are kind of a hippie and shop at Earth Fare and are a city girl and all those other things I make fun of you for, I want you to help me.

I have been thinking about maybe… during lent… like once a week… maybe on Fridays… doing some type of fast or cleanse. You know, like the muslims do at Ramadan. But I want to know what is the best for me.”

Here he goes on for a few minutes about different “cleanses” and “fasts” he has heard about, and how he has heard they help you.

Me: So. You are asking me to look up a cleanse for you?

The Boss: Yes. Exactly. I mean I will probably have to drink black coffee because dairy may mess it up… I think as soon as I start this it may kill me.

Ten minutes later I walk into The Boss’ office with a question, but before I can say anything he starts with another concern….

“Leize Marie. I have been pondering the complexities of cilantro and I just can’t wrap my arms around it. This was prompted by the chicken wings you brought in (Thai green curry… DELICIOUS!). I mean, over the years I have learned how to pair things like roasted red peppers and sun dried tomatoes. But I just don’t get cilantro. I put it in my Moe’s burrito because you did, and I love it. But I put it in other things and it’s not good. I just don’t get it.”

After a short discussion about cilantro I start to ask my question…

The Boss: Oh. You came in here with a real question?