They say confession is good for the soul, and this letter is about confessing something to someone. This will not be pretty.
But after 25 years, I feel it has to be done.
I love you to death. I do. You guys have treated me like your own daughter for over two decades. We’ve had our ups and downs, and even though life is like a roller coaster in our family, I have to confess something to y’all, and you won’t like it.
I despise Cajun food.
Ok, “despise” is a harsh term. “Loathe” comes closer to the disgust I feel when I try to ingest Cajun food. It tastes like dirt to me. Dad always thinks he is fixing a special treat for me when he makes his famous Shrimp Gumbo. And he is, judging by the excited faces of the rest of the family as they wait, salivating for a bowl of your majikal stew. But every…single…time I have tried it, it feels like I am swallowing dirt-covered food. And I should know what dirt tastes like! In 25 years I have not been able to adapt to Cajun food, and I think it is safe to say, I never will. I’m sorry, but next time you are serving Cajun I am running to Sonic.
And don’t get me started on the Ox-Tail Soup.
July 1st, 2011 at 8:10 AM
That’s probably why shell fish are not on YHWH’s list of acceptable edibles. 🙂
July 1st, 2011 at 8:17 AM
OK, I have to ask. Why do you know what dirt tastes like?
July 1st, 2011 at 9:38 AM
Long story short, my younger sister and I made mudpies once, and she convinced me to eat one, because “they are full of iron and minerals”.
Yes, “Gullible” is my middle name 😉
July 3rd, 2011 at 5:32 PM
July 4th, 2011 at 3:27 PM
Well water insects have always been on my list of don’t eat it. If it looks like a swimming cockroach its a no go for me. Same with snot on the half shell no matter how much tabasco you soak it in.
July 5th, 2011 at 5:07 AM
I can not stand the flavor of hot sauce which is used in almost every cajun dish.