On the papaya day(aka Monday), my local store happened to finally get in a seasonal fish(winter is boring, same fish every day!). So dinner (for me) was striped bass, corn and some papaya. Result? Um, papaya=not too tasty if not mixed with other tropical fruits in sugar water and vacuum packed into a can (mission failed).
It is Passover, and I choose to go the not-so-traditional path of "if it rises, I won't eat it but corn syrup is fine b/c if the Jews leaving Egypt HAD a way to preserve food with high fructose corn syrup they would have been happier, thus they WANT me to eat it". The boyfriend wanted haddock with ritz cracker coating, I made it with my fish and tried some of his (its just too good not to, plus I started Passover a day early so I decided I deserved the 3 bites I took...AND he doesn't even follow Passover). Apparently the side of corn is also actually a Passover no-no? I hadn't made the connection that if corn syrup=bad, then real corn was too. Oops.
This brings us to Tuesday morning when I awoke with 2 swollen eyelids and hives on my arms and back.
- me- "Its not the bass, I've had fish like that before"
- boyfriend- "but not THAT fish"
- me- "papaya?"
- boyfriend- "maybe!"
- me- "NO! OMG! I am being punished, I had Ritz during Passover! I did this to myself, oh crap"
- boyfriend- "You are NOT being smited!"
- me- "YES, I ate the Ritz fish!"
- boyfriend- "Why would it bother you now and not all the other times you've had it?"
- me- "I don't know, 'Why is this night different from all other nights?'"
Replay this converstion to sister about 2 hours later:
- sister- "its possible, boils IS a plague!"
So that night I went to a different grocery store and bought a pineapple. An obvious solution.
2 comments:
Perhaps pick up a little benadryl with your exotic fruit choices!
oh. my. god.
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