Dear Dad,

When I tell you there is nothing in the refrigerator and get pissed because I'm starving, don't respond with "There's a tomato in here. You can eat that!". I'm 23. In the 23 years you've known me I've hated tomatoes all along. This has not changed.

Love,
A

P.S. And I still hate peppers, mayo, and pickles too.