Don't mess with me

Mike made dinner for us a couple of weeks ago. It was all ready when I came home from work and it was very appreciated and good. He opened a jar of canned beets. We never eat beets because WE don't like them. I politely ate a few of them with dinner. The next day I was warming up our lunch and asked him if he wanted any beets. He said no. He's the one that opened them, so he was going to eat them. They got ground up and put in the bread dough. He said it was good bread.