Yesterday at the store I put a small box of Splenda in the shopping basket. My wife looked at it and then looked at me. "...But I am not diabetic !" She complained. I said I didn't know what it would taste like. She picked the box out of the basket and examined it like a murder detective who'd just found an important piece of evidence. This might be an issue, I thought.
Without mentioning the non-sugar sweetener again, I went ahead and cooked with it today. My beautiful wife said it tasted delicious. It worked. I never told her. I tucked the Splenda box high up in the cabinet, so she won't have to look at it.