Recently, I posted about how my husband kindly added an ugly but useful shelf in our kitchen, thus freeing up more counter space. I vowed to capture the destruction of my kitchen. I was actually quite curious just how much more of a mess she would make now that she had extra space to make it in. The results are kind of surprising.
So what did she make anyway?
LUO BO! That's that horrid Chinese radish. It smells HORRIBLE when you cook it. Like farts and death from one thousand years before. No wonder my kitchen stunk like high hell! How did it taste? Well, the meat was okay, but a bit too salty for my taste. I refused to taste the luo bo. I'll eat it raw, but usually only when my husband forces me to.
I was beyond shocked that my kitchen escaped with so little damage. Perhaps she's improving, I'd thought to myself.
Of course, at 6am this morning, MIL called us to tell us she was bringing us a rice soup. See, it's some very minor Chinese holiday according to their lunar calendar. And according to annoying old Chinese people, they should intrude on your morning with this rice soup. And on your evening with dumplings. I just can't get rid of these people, can I? All I wanted was a peaceful vacation. Maybe I should have told Jeremy that YES! Let's go up to polluted and freezing Harbin for the ice festival. With a potty-training toddler, it will be even more fun peeling frozen-peed-on-pants off her ass. Way more fun than the in-laws. But no. Stupid me.
In any event, the soup came and MIL promptly left (I wasn't as lucky for dinner as my in-laws hung around like a bad fart on a humid day). I went into our cabinet to get some bowls to ladle the soup into. And that's when I discovered that MIL had indeed left us something oddball. She didn't turn over a new, improved and cleaner leaf. Oh no. She just hid it.
other things she's left for us in our cabinets, this time it was peeled raw garlic. Why? I have no idea. If she didn't gobble raw garlic up faster than Jeremy, Raelynn or I eat a bag of Doritos, I would wear it to thwart her from coming. But no. That would just attract her. So what WOULD repel her then? Soap? Suggestions are welcome!