Stuffed Peppers

Hello Friends!

We know we’re not a foodie blog, but the stuffed peppers we made last week were epic, and they had an epic (at least for food) end as well, so we decided they were blog worthy.  Just sit back, relax, grab some popcorn, and enjoy the show!

Let’s set the scene.  

Now, if you’re new here or have memory problems, we live in Taiwan.  Penghu, Taiwan to be exact.  In Taiwan, specifically Penghu, Tex-Mex is hard to come by, and if we want it, we pretty much have to make it ourselves.  We’ve been craving Tex-Mex lately, so after scouring the internet, we decided to try our hand at Tex-Mex Stuffed Peppers.

Act One.

After  many busy days and nights, we had a quiet Thursday night in which to make and enjoy our stuffed peppers.  All day long we were looking forward to these tantalizing treats, and couldn’t wait to get home to start on them.  But when we got home, we were both exhausted (an ill-planned late-night cup of coffee left us wide awake most of Wednesday night), and decided to take a quick nap.  Given our track record with “quick naps” we should have known; this nap would not be a short as we hoped.  We woke up around 7:00 and hummed and hawed about whether we should go ahead and make the peppers or get something out.  We eventually decided we would make the peppers, and I am glad we did.

Act Two.

These peppers were delicious!  They totally satisfied our Tex-Mex craving and left us raving.  We normally don’t get this excited about food, but we couldn’t stop saying how delicious these puppies were.  I’m drooling just thinking about them.  Anyways, we were watching Psych (a great show, btw) while eating our delectable peppers, and all of a sudden we hear a CRASH!  We whip our heads around and see the second pan of peppers dumped all over the floor and the dog running for cover from the wrath he knows he’s about to receive.  I almost cried over the loss of the peppers; there was no way to save them, so I just had to trash the whole thing. 😦  Nick pulled the dog out of his hiding place (under the table), and made him sit in time out.

Closing Scene.

After several minutes of time out, Nick knelt next to the dog and calmly talked to him about what he did wrong and that it made “mommy” really upset.  He knows this doesn’t have any affect on the dog, but it made him feel better. 🙂  He’s gonna be a great dad!  Our evening ended well with some family time on the couch and no bitter feelings, just longings for left over stuffed peppers.

Moral of the Story: Put the left over food in the highest place possible when curious puppies are sniffing around.

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Categories: Cooking, Family, Humor, Taiwan | Tags: , , | 4 Comments

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4 thoughts on “Stuffed Peppers

  1. Oh my this so reminds me of the time we cooked a special bbq for a dear friend of mine, who only ate chicken. We made kebabs and they were very fancy, cooked to perfection, and placed on the outdoor table. But, one moment going to get the bottle of wine, and….my dog decided to jump onto the table and get stuck into the chicken. He was in the dog house that night. ❤

  2. I have just two comments:
    1) Do not I remember Bai before getting at cooked food with your backs turned? I thought you were smart enough to learn the first time that an ounce of prevention allows you to eat your whole meal ; )
    2) Of course Nick had a great model at fathering (with only a few flaws). That great model was topped off by the second great model of his father-in-law : ) How could he go wrong in his parenting skills? Though possibly you are learning from Bai that it may do you well to be not quite so laid-back when you have third being around. That memory will serve you well when you have little one’s around, as we learned when “Nick-houdini” made his debut in this world.

  3. Auntie Sherry

    Loved it! Absolutely great post!!!

  4. Pingback: Year one in Review: Our Adventures | Nick and Liv go abroad

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