LOL my husband really worries about poisonings (he earned it, based on some of his behavior in prior relationships especially before sobriety.) Every now and then he trots out the, "You are gong to poison me," fear.
LOL, it usually doesn't bother me, but one time I brought home a broasted chicken but my tummy was upset. I was like, "This is for you, I'm going to eat something ELSE."
LOL he refuse to eat it until I tasted it. I will admit I felt a bit like Cleopatra's taste tester, only my job was UNPAID.
LOL
Anna