I meant to.
In course of time the prospective cook was ushered into my study. If I liked her she was to stay.
"Good morning," I said. "There's only one thing I want to discuss with you. Apple tart. Can you cook apple tarts really well?"
She said it was her speciality, her forte.
"Yes, but can you do them as I like them, I wonder."
How did I like them?
"Well, my idea of an apple tart is that there should be so much lemon in it that it tastes of lemon rather than apple."
"Mine, too," she said. "I always put a lot of lemon in."
"And," I went on, "wherever the tart doesn't taste of lemon I like it to taste of cloves."
"I was just going to say the same. I always put in plenty of cloves."