It Pays To Read!

I'm a little free right now, managed to finish up all my current workload (gosh, now that's a strange one), so I thought I'd post a little about how utterly stupid I was yesterday (and yeah buddy, I know you'll be saying 'so what else is new with you' ...). It all started on Sunday. You see, Sunday's are normally the wife's rest day from cooking. We'll either eat out or pack something from outside for the boys and myself.

Well, this Sunday after my usual evening run, we went to the nearby mini market to get some bread and stuff like that. I happen to come across this canned item (spicy pork cubes) and thought I'd have it for dinner. I don't normally eat canned stuff cos it's not fresh (duh!) and it's normally pretty oily (double duh!). But then I said to myself that I could always work it off with a longer run session the next day. So, I went home, cooked it and to my surprise it was not oily at all and it tasted pretty good for canned food.

Ok, so yesterday, during lunch I had the urge to eat this canned stuff again and I called the wife and told her not to cook dinner cos I'll cook it later when I'm back. She was kinda skeptical by the way but she reluctantly agreed. On the way back from work, I stopped by the mini market and quickly grabbed the stuff, made my way to the counter and paid for it. Then I got home and enthusiastically started cutting and preparing some extra ingredients to go along with it like onions, garlic, etc. On Sunday I just cooked it directly from the can with nothing else.

All this while, the wife is there with me in the kitchen keeping an eye on me in case I make a mess of things but I was kinda confident (and hungry) that it would turn out pretty well. Then I opened the can, dumped everything into the wok with the garlic and onions (which caused tears to stream down my face while slicing it) and guess what? I actually bought the wrong canned item!!! Instead of that spicy pork cube thingy I bought on Sunday, it was something else altogether and it smelt like something the cat dragged in (it even tasted like something the cat dragged in!) It was actually this braised minced something, can't really remember what it was now.

For awhile there I was stumped. I actually bought the wrong item. Just because the item looked the same, was even placed in the same shelf as the one I wanted, I presumed, without reading it first that it was what I wanted and in my haste to get home it never occurred to me to stop for one second and read the damn label!!! The wife was giving me this knowing sympathetic but sly smile. I'd just ruined dinner ...

I was so damn pissed off with myself. I so wanted to eat that spicy pork cubes and was imagining (salivating even) about it all day at work, so you can imagine my disappointment here. I wanted to kick myself for being such a doofus. In the end, I ended up eating plain fried rice! ... sighhhh ... I wanted to cry (there goes my manly macho image ... LOL!) The moral of the story here folks is, READ before you buy. But then I think almost everyone in the whole wide world probably does that, except stupid old me. Next time, I'm just gonna leave the shopping and cooking to the wife (you hear that honey? I'm thru with cooking already ... LOL!)

Well, at least I know tonights dinner is gonna be great cos the wife is cooking Chicken Kurma, my favourite :) Yummy!