Eat Your Peas

I’m one of those picky eaters who never grew out of her childhood hatred of peas. I’m fine with peas in things. Peas in Chinese style fried rice. Peas on lamb vindaloo pizza. Peas in chicken pot pie. But just plain peas? Unless they’re fresh from the garden and inside a pod, forget about it.

Then Chopper made me peas with onions and garlic. And they were almost extremely tasty. Almost. To anyone who loves peas, they’d be ambrosia. For me, maybe just a bit more garlic to completely cover up that pea taste and I’m there. But still, I ate my peas. Which is more than I can say for any moment of my entire childhood.

And the moral of this? Well, it’s my round about way of saying that sometimes life gives you a yucky little bowl of peas and you’ve got to make the best of it by adding garlic and onions.

Like this weekend.

The second weekend in a row wherein we lost our internet connection.

I kid you not.

Last weekend it was all about a billing screw-up.

This weekend? Two hour island-wide power outage, followed by a complete pooching of all of our local ISP’s DSL accounts. Follow that up with multiple attempts to reconnect and a rather unfortunate phone conversation with the Worst Tech Support Person Known to Computerkind (courtesy of our local ISP’s farming out of weekend tech support to one of those call centers halfway across the planet), and we end up with 48 hours’ down time and an ISP administrator who’s scratching her head Monday morning because someone in Bangalor or Beaverton or wherever canceled our repair request and changed our account password without our permission.

So, did I sit at home and eat yucky little bowls of peas all weekend?

Nope. I went all onions and garlic on my (now belated) entry for End of the Month Eggs on Toast and wrote a 2500 word hard boiled tale of passion, puns, and poultry, which I will be posting quite soon. As soon as I scour the pantry for something other than pea soup to eat for supper.

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2 Responses to “Eat Your Peas”


  1. If you simply don’t adore fresh peas, well… Garlic is fine.
    I can’t believe how primal my dish of peas and eggs was last year. But that’s me.
    Ooh. So sorry about your outage. Outrage!


  2. Wow, that’s an early post of yours, there. Before I even knew you existed, I think. Garlic makes just about everything fine. Except maybe red licorice.

    Outrage is right. I had to finish a book and start reading another one. The horror of it all.