I know her breakfasts are one way of expressing her love language. I guess me saying they tastes like soap, would be like telling someone they are a bad hugger if they are physical, or that they sound like a donkey when saying I love you to someone who is verbal.
Nonetheless she is always complaining that I am not honest with her when it comes to her cooking. I guess the equivalent of " I hugged you to show you love, but your hug back was not sincere enough". She just told me I didn't have to be such a jerk about it. As you guys can imagine I really didn't want to be a jerk. We are just in typical love language conflict.
