I know what you’re thinking.
Just put that negativity shit out of your mind.
Yes, I fried pineapple. Fresh pineapple at that.
And IT’S SO DAMN GOOD!
I literally have no idea why I thought to do it, but it worked. I went into recipe overload this past weekend; I made so many things but didn’t quite get around to shooting all the photos.
It’s ok; that seems to be the norm here lately. The whole cooking-is-my-therapy thing has been officially kicked straight into high ass gear – based on a few things. If you don’t know, I’m now a divorcee (as of a year and a half ago), my children are essentially grown and out of the house, and my home life has changed drastically.
There’s no more coming home after work to a busy household with two teenagers and their friends running around making messes and asking for homemade pizza, a husband asking what we’re going to have for dinner and a 40 pound dog barking at the back door wanting attention.
There’s no more two hour long grocery store trips on Saturday morning to feed my full household, trying to make sure I remember the important things that I would be immediately asked for when I got home; things like chocolate milk, green iced tea, whole milk mozzarella cheese and those damn big ass dog treats.
Now, I come home to deafening silence.
Sometimes I welcome it, sometimes I don’t. It’s just not fun to eat alone.
BUT – I’ve accepted it as a transitional period in my life and I know this is ok. I’m OK. I’m embracing my new normal.
Why did I decide to ramble about all this? Well, because while I was chopping the pineapple with no real direction to go in as far as a recipe, I remembered how much the copious amount of cooking and chopping and baking drove my ex-husband and kids crazy (although they say now that it didn’t, but I think I did). I think sometimes we don’t really understand until later/after the fact what and how much we can handle in a relationship. The truth is, that shit just really got on their damn nerves. The good news is my ex-husband and I are good friends and talk everyday and he doesn’t hold that against me.
I think they miss my food. At least I tell myself they do.
Back to the pineapple…
This simple dip has a nice kick to it; not too spicy. Feel free to adjust it if you need to.
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