The Anniversary Dinner That's Not for Me

On our wedding anniversary, my wife, Yvonne Ashby, who has never set foot in the kitchen before, prepares a feast. Every time I take a bite, she eagerly asks me what I think and carefully writes down my feedback.

At one point, she goes into our bedroom to answer a call. It's the custom ringtone for her assistant, Michael Holden.

I casually pick up the notebook Yvonne left behind and leaf through it, only to discover that it is filled with detailed notes about things that have nothing to do with me.

"The green beans are a little undercooked. Michael probably won't like them."