Every time Hotter and I go to Trader Joe's and walk down their snack aisle, he points out the seaweed snacks to me and says I should get some. Often Hotter will make the same remark to me triggered by the same set of circumstances and not realize he's repeating himself, because brain damage, but today when I gave my standard reply of "ick, gross, I HATE seaweed!" he came back with "those crackers in the Bhuja mix you love so much are flavored with it! You love seaweed and just don't know it; it's delicious!" So it turns out he was repeating himself to GOAD me, and it was ON! "That's it, it's only $0.99 to settle this once and for all," I declared, snatching up a packet of the snacks and scanning it for gluten content (none).
We brought the groceries home and put them away, and I opened up the seaweed and removed a sheet of the stuff and took a bite. "JESUS CHRIST! THAT IS FOUL!" I held the remaining piece away from me and used the other hand to extract the offending substance from my mouth. Hotter took it from me and tasted it. "Whoa," he said. "That IS vile. That's going to make me puke," and he proceeded to do the same toddleresque maneuver of reaching into his mouth after the stuff. With his other hand, he held the twice-bitten seaweed sheet out to Isis, who snatched it and then began doing that backward-chewing thing dogs do when they get something too nasty even for them. When Hotter and I left the kitchen she was in her crate pawing at her muzzle.
So yeah, sorry Trader Joe's: your seaweed snacks get two thumbs and four paws DOWN!