Tuesday, January 9, 2007

Domestic Bliss

One of my longtime goals is to consume more fruits and vegetables. A while ago, I found a great cauliflower soup recipe that makes me feel as though Kyle and I are actually eating real vegetables (not fake ones, like salsa and potatoes, that Kyle tries to defend as part of the vegetable family).


A while ago, I made a huge batch of cauliflower soup and searched high and low for containers in which to store it. Because Kyle and I have been cooking big batches of food and freezing them, we've run out of good containers to keep things in. Even the ghetto margarine and yogurt containers were used up. I finally ended up putting the soup in glass jars and tossing them into the freezer. Unfortunately, I overfilled one of the jars, causing it to break down the entire side of the jar as it froze. When I took it out to thaw for lunch one Sunday, I finaly noticed the huge crack in the jar. I wasn't too worried because there was only one crack and it looked like a pretty clean break. Kyle, however, wasn't so sure about the safety of eating from a broken jar and expressed some concern that there might be shards of glass in our lunch. After some discussion, we (really I) decided that it would be a shame to waste the soup and that we'd probably be fine because there were no big obvious chunks of glass. Kyle looked kind of pained and uneasy but went along with it.

Kyle took the first bite and, being Kyle, carefully felt his bite of soup with his tongue before swallowing. I was sitting in the living room ready to eat mine when he came out of the kitchen and ran toward me yelling unintelligibly with his tongue hanging out. I had no idea what he was saying but I could tell that it wasn't good. He kept yelling as he put his tongue right in my face and sure enough, there was a (small) bleeding cut. How sad!

We went into the bathroom and Kyle held his tongue out while I pulled a tiny shard of glass from his tongue with tweezers. I felt awful and wanted to cry but thankfully, Kyle wasn't mad. He just kept teasing me about how I was sneakily trying to kill him.

LESSON LEARNED: Don't eat from broken glass containers. Just because you can't see the pieces of glass doesn't mean they're not there.

OTHER LESSON LEARNED: Feeding someone broken glass isn't a very sneaky way to take them out. You'll totally get busted.

8 comments:

jamie said...

Yeah! That story has totally lived up to the high expectations I had for it! I'm still laughing! I really like how you refer to margarine containers as the "ghetto" ones. Still laughing...

Julie said...

Good story. I'll remember that when trying to do away with Ryan. Oh did I just say that...

Amisha said...

That's hilarious. I cooked cauliflower for the first time this week. I whizzed it in the blender with a bit of sour cream based onion dip in order to disguise it as mashed potatoes. I'll bring you the recipe this weekend and some I'll bring some ghetto containers too. Since Andy can eat a litre of yogurt in a sitting we never seem to run out of them.

Celia said...

Looks like it's back to apricots and prunes for you

Jody said...

Jamie thats so funny i love it.I am glad theres no custermers in the store they will think im nuts i am laughing so hard.

Perpetualstudent said...

Hilarious Jamie!! Kyle will have to be extra suspicious next time! Anyway, what man doesn't think his wife is trying to kill him by feeding him cauliflower soup???

arbyn said...

those are some very good lessons learned.

Avey said...

I think with your soup story and my meatball story, we make quite a good pair.

 
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