captain_slinky | 105 - Guilt Cooking

You can blame the combination of drugs I have taken today in the name of combating these stupid allergies, which may include and or all of the following: Dayquil, Tylenol, Off-Brand Sudafed that may have been a few years past expiration, Excedrin and the bottom-half of a pot of coffee. Oh, and Ricola. And of course my one, TRUE friend, Cooling Facial Tissue With Aloe Lotion.

When Crystal came home for lunch, I had many aspirations to make her a grand, fancy lunch. Unfortunately, all I did was sit on the couch and drain my sinuses while she fended for herself. I can only assume that she prepared herself a garbage can lid complete with fish head, empty sardine can, half a squeezed lemon and a single lima bean (as I have seen prepared by stray cats and hobos all my life via cartoons).

And then suddenly she was gone, replaced by our friend Stacie. She was here for a reason, I'm sure of it. Anywho, she then got a call from her Man requesting that she bring him some lunch at work, which suddenly reminded me that I had to make lunch for Crystal who had already left (trust me, it all made sense in my head at the time) so off to the kitchen I ran in order to make lunch for Crystal, who had already had lunch and was back at work.

I was a whirlwind of creativity! Potential flavor combinations were jumping out of the fridge at me like an episode of Sherlock - "Feta cheese, pair with kale? Watermelon Pistachio Salad in a Lemon-Poppyseed vinaigrette? BBQ Pork, two days old" on and on the ideas kept coming!

It wasn't till I was plating and garnishing the Pulled Pork & Sweet Potato Burritos I had just made, that I realized I was not making this beautiful dish for my wife.

I cried a little.

I bundled it all up, put it in a bag and handed it off to Stacie, who was AMAZED with what I had just whipped-up on a moments notice. And so was I!