Angry Woman Stew
Jul. 28, 2010 9:44 pm
Updated: Aug. 3, 2010 4:07 pm
Since this is my first blog post I thought I would try to give you an impression of the things I've done in the kitchen...wait...not THAT!!! Moving on... Okay, since reviewing all the things I've COOKED in the kitchen might be a little time consuming and
boring, maybe I'll try a more managable topic for now. :)
My husband and I had been married about two years and were living in an adorable house near Dallas, Texas and were still in the dark about the emotional and thought process differences between men and women. Obviously this lead to numerous disagreements about
what time my husband should come home and what types of activities he would engage in upon arriving home. We had one of these little disagreements too close to good ole' Aunt Flo's visit one month.
I'm usually a very sweet person and I do not like to do anything that might make another person feel bad in any way. But this time, he'd crossed the line and the Banshee was loose!! You know the kind of banshee I mean: teeth bared, eyes flashing, flying around
the room in a huff, looking for anything breakable to exact dark satisfaction from.
The last thing he'd had the gall to ask me before I hung up on him was what was for dinner. (Mind you, with all this exhibition of temper back then, I have mellowed with time and understanding and fortunately so has he.) I decided dinner was exactly where I'd
have my revenge!
I ripped cans from the pantry, yanked rice from the shelf, searched out spices and sauces from the cabinets. I grabbed a big stock pot and slammed it onto the burner. I poured every foul canned vegetable we had into that pot! I then went through and found every
single HOT spice we had and dumped it in the pan onto the veggies. Cayenne, cajun seasonings, Louisiana hot sauce, jalepenos, etc... were positively emptied into that mess. And I added a LOT of salt. Then I poured water over it all and set it to simmer until
he came home.
In he walked and I couldn't wait! I gleefully scooped out some of that awful stew out into his bowl and sat back to wait for my revenge.
First bite, his eyebrows raised in surprise. I began to smile nastily. Second bite, eyelids closed. I felt a bit of confusion. Third bite, and his flashing blue eyes were sparkling at me as he said, "Hey! This is good!" I was shocked to my toes as he ate the
last bite and asked for more!
I made a Hot discovery about my husband that day! I used to hate both canned vegetables and spicy food and couldn't think beyond myself at the time to realize that he would actually LIKE my concoction. Thus was born Angry Woman Stew and I was started on my
path to greater wisdom.