Monday, January 12, 2009

Are you Feeling Hot, Hot, Hot?

We have a small regional grocery chain in our area that we like to frequent. They call themselves a "general store" because they have groceries and fresh local produce, and also anything you need to run a farm.

So, for example, if you need some locally grown tomatoes, some milk, a saddle for your horse and some food for your goats - you can get it there. Or a new sink, some wallpaper, and alarm clock. General Store. They mean it and they've been around for over a hundred years.

It is an especially nice place to visit if you are hungry because they usually have lots of 'samples' out for tasting. This makes it a favorite place of Lana's - she loves fresh fruit and fresh tomatoes.

Lately they've been selling roasted peanuts still in the shell. (They've probably been selling these for over a hundred years as well, it's just that Lana noticed them and wanted them, so we've been buying them.) They have a few options in terms of flavor - salted or Cajun.

Husband had Lana at the store about a week ago and she dove into the sample dish of Cajun peanuts. One of the employees tried to stop her, saying, "oh, sweetie, that's the cajun!" just as Lana shoved one in her mouth.

"Daddy! It's SPICY! Can we get some??" she said, to the amazement of the woman working the store who thought that there were going to be tears instead of excitement.

They bought a small bag to bring home.

Lana has been guarding these Cajun peanuts a bit carefully. She will share them with Husband but she clearly views them as her own. She graciously offered to let me try ONE, which made my eyes water and sent me looking for a glass of water. I have not touched them since.

Yesterday she must have gotten one that had a particularly large amount of spice on it, because she lunged for her water and exclaimed, loudly,


Husband and I tried not to crack up.

It must not have been too bad, though, because after a little water she was cracking more shells in her tiny capable hands.



Anonymous Elaine said...


Monday, January 12, 2009 4:33:00 PM  
OpenID mrsbroccoliguy said...

Too funny.
Zeeb liked spicy stuff when he was 3, but apparently my drab food has rubbed off on him because now he's not much into spices at all. Once he used too much of the add-ins with his pho and when he ate it he got all sweaty and teared up. So, um, maybe that's what did it?

Monday, January 12, 2009 5:21:00 PM  
Blogger mam said...

Ha, that made me laugh out loud as well. When Lulu accidentally tastes spicy food, there's a delayed reaction for a few seconds, then she gets PISSED and claws it out of her mouth, then generally flings her arms wide and swipes all the food, silverware, dishes off the table. Then, if she's still tasting it, looks for something to throw, too.

Monday, January 12, 2009 5:40:00 PM  
Blogger Trannyhead said...

I love the spicy stuff and ate a ton of it when I was pregnant. I'm not sure if this is the reason why my son likes it so much, now, but he really DOES like it. Along with lots of other strange foods you wouldn't think a 17 month old would like. Like olives, bleu cheese, goat cheese, and pickles ...

Monday, January 12, 2009 5:57:00 PM  
Blogger Graced said...

Funny! Kind of reminds me of the time I handed one of my nephews a lemon slice...

Tuesday, January 13, 2009 9:21:00 AM  
Blogger Kelly said...

that is hilarious! and the kid is definitely braver than I am....just the thought of cajun peanuts makes me want to guzzle a gallon of water!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009 6:48:00 PM  

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