Hazards of Hogwarts

My husband plucked a jellybean off a table and complained. “That tasted like dirt,” he said.

I froze. “That was a Bertie Bott’s,” I told him. He isn’t as immersed in Harry Potter lore as the rest of the household, so he didn’t get it and I sought my daughter out for the decoder chart.

I had gotten nailed earlier in the day, when she was having trouble distinguishing colors and asked me to try one of the Every Flavor Beans. “See if this tastes like soap,” she said.

No, horribly no. “It tastes like fish skin,” I told her.

“Oh. That would be sardine.”

So I merged all the Beans, objectionable and not, and left the chart in the dish, warning my husband, “There’s a vomit flavor.” Next time I glanced over, he was rooting in the dish, eyeing the chart carefully. No objections, so it must have been cherry, not earthworm.

This post originally appeared on ourMidland.com, the online home of the Midland (MI) Daily News. Republished with permission.

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