Edith Dalton had always dreamed of visiting France, especially Paris, but when she mentioned it as a honeymoon idea, her husband Hank dismissed it. “I need a new car, not a trip,” he said. Edith, however, didn’t give up. For forty years, she saved every penny and soaked up French language and culture, all while raising three kids and managing life with Hank.

Now, at 67, Edith was determined to finally make her dream come true. For their 40th wedding anniversary, she planned a surprise: tickets to Paris. At the party, she handed Hank the envelope, saying, “It’s all arranged—five-star trip, all paid for.” Hank wasn’t thrilled. He’d never left Minnesota and had no interest in France.

While Edith excitedly spoke French in Paris, Hank loudly insisted on speaking English, thinking that would help. Things got worse during their drive through southern France. Hank ignored Edith’s suggestions, leading them to get lost. At a Michelin-star restaurant, Hank ordered in broken French, embarrassing Edith further.

When he ordered a second serving of a strange stew, the chef revealed that Hank had eaten goat-testicle stew. Hank turned pale and ran outside, sick. Edith, holding back laughter, gently asked if he was okay.

The next day, Hank was a changed man. He listened to Edith, letting her guide their journey, and when they returned home, he was a sweet, considerate husband who’d learned to appreciate his wife’s wisdom.