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TIFU by listening to my wife

Many moons ago, probably about 10 years and possibly while we were still dating, my wife (30F) and I (32M) were ordering Chinese food. I used to get sweet & sour pork, and she would get something different every time, but always with an order of crab rangoon.

Now, I am and always have been a plain (not picky) eater, and my wife certainly knew that at the time of the story. Once, I asked her what crab rangoons were, and she said "Oh, no, you wouldn't really like them." I, being a trusting guy, said "OK." I have since moved on to Bourbon chicken as my main course, but always wondered what could be so good about the crab rangoons to make her get them each time, yet so bad that I wouldn't enjoy them.

So one evening shortly before lockdown last year, we were having Chinese food with friends, and I asked a friend what was in them. She said it's basically just cream cheese, so I decided "screw it" and grabbed one. The crispiness, creaminess, sweetness, and warmth enveloped my tongue. It was like a dream...all shattered by the realization that my wife had lied to keep me from taking crab rangoons from her bag! I called her out immediately, and she played coy and claimed not to remember, but I saw through her masquerade. Now I make a point to avenge my poor tastebuds by stealing at least one on the way home, as I always pick up the food.

tl;dr - My wife lied to me about what crab rangoons tasted like so she could hoard them. I found out I was missing out 10 years later.

Edit: big typo, sorry y'all I'm a guy (32M) and I would not make a cute girl according to some filters someone put on me lol

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