Shrining...
My husband loves — LOVES — herring. Pickled. Smoked. Pickled AND smoked. Actually I have no idea if that's even a THING because I'm never EVER in the same room with him when he consumes 'teh stinky'.
My husband loves — LOVES — herring. Pickled. Smoked. Pickled AND smoked. Actually I have no idea if that's even a THING because I'm never EVER in the same room with him when he consumes 'teh stinky'.