        The sandwich also had a stale piece of flavorless lettuce, the worst piece of cheese she had ever tasted, and an oily dressing which did very little to enhance the flavor.  She wondered if Dale had any sense of taste at all.  A moment later, she chided herself.  It was unfair to assume that—judging by the face he was making as he ate a stick of celery, her food wasn’t all appealing to him, either.