Chile and Prunes


As I have mentioned before, in an effort to reduce my feelings of guilt for staying home while my lovely wife is working, I've accepted the challenge of cooking at least some of the evening meals. Frankly, I'm a pretty good cook. I can't take all the credit though. When I was working at the school I had to work with one of the students in a home economics class. To be quite honest, I assumed it would be as much fun as watching paint dry. However, I was wrong. Today I'm putting to use many of the skills I learned in class. Last week I made a knockout Mexican quiche. The next day I baked a pumpkin pie. I made my own crust for both dishes- something I learned in home-ec. Tonight I lit the grill and cooked Alaskan halibut with a green chile blanket. To be honest- it was delightful. Thank you Mrs Maples, wherever you are. You were a great teacher. Yesterday afternoon I whipped up a pot of venison chile. The remnants in the bowl is all that's left of that whole big pot. To say the least, it was tasty. I happen to like good food, almost to the point of gluttony. Last night I ate a goodly portion of the chile and some time after supper I noticed that Jan had picked up a package of Sunsweet Prunes. The good folks at Sunsweet had some pretty effective advertising so she bought some for me. What a gal. The problem is, both chile and prunes have a tendency to work on the lower digestive tract, at least in me. I've never really had any problems that would require the properties that prunes are known for, so it probably wasn't much wisdom to combine the two volitile ingredients at the same time. It's kind of like having nitro-glycerine and throwing in some gunpowder just to make sure you get a loud enough bang. Needless to say I was glad I was home alone today. I just came from the kitchen and I saw there are still some prunes left, and actually, I wouldn't mind having a few more. As the saying goes, this may just be the beginning of sorrows.

Comments

  1. CamilleJanuary 20, 2011 at 11:52 AM

    YUMMY, can't wait to get there and have some halibut myself :)

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  2. JillEJanuary 21, 2011 at 6:54 AM

    All I can say is, Poor Rigby!

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  3. CamilleJanuary 21, 2011 at 11:05 AM

    hahahahaha, I bet he was begging to get out of the house :)

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  4. tbbottsJanuary 21, 2011 at 3:24 PM

    Actually, Rigby was quite content to remain in the house. He is truly man's best friend. We should have named him Perverto though. Whenever I'm using the bathroom he rushes to the door to see what's going on. I think we should attatch a small roll of TP to his collar for emergenicies though, like the St. Bernard dogs of Switzerland

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  5. AmberMarch 1, 2011 at 5:15 PM

    wow...another patentable idea....the TPDog...maybe you could name it the PoopBot...or RollNWipe...

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