Mark yells down from the kitchen, “Do we have any tarragon?”
I yell back, “No! I used it all that time I made Tarragon Chicken.”
Silence.
Mark yells down again, “You never made Tarragon Chicken.”
“Pretty sure I did. What else would I have done with all the tarragon?”
“Why can’t you just answer …Stay out of my stash!
