Duh duh duhhh…the plot chickens

Roasted Chicken with White Wine Cream Sauce, Grapes and Harvest Rice

Here's another post I wrote from the road while playing catch up. Recipe is linked to photo. Also can we address that it would be nice if the recipe cards showed how the dish should look when prepared as indicated by the recipe rather than how some food designer on set says it should look?

I should have called this post, adventures in stupidity. When Gatherer was pregnant with Native1, she developed a sensitivity to mushrooms. I noticed it before I even knew I was pregnant. Hunter and I had gone on a walkabout with his kin of another cave and we had Italian for dinner one evening. I ordered a mushroom alfredo that, as I recall, was mighty fine. For the rest of the evening I thought I was going to die. I had full on ulcer symptoms. I was fine by the next morning, thought nothing of it and went on my merry adventures. Before finding out that shrooms (not that kind you fools, I'm the queen of rule following) were the problem I ordered mushrooms on everything, on all the things, all of the times. Needless to say I spent a great deal of my pregnancy in stomach pain. I just attributed it to the "joys" of pregnancy.

Had Native1 and low and behold the pain continued. I'm a little high strung (if you know me and you're currently laughing at my use of "a little" assume you are receiving a middle finger right now). I thought it might be an ulcer, so I went to the doc to have it checked out. Not an ulcer. So we went on an elimination diet. That was not fun. I think I had managed to get down to the most bland of all bland foods and hadn't found a trigger. In a former life, I worked in college admissions. I went with a student group to the cafeteria (which in my opinion actually has pretty good food) and they had fried mushrooms. I had to eat them, I could not resist. I paid dearly. Within 20 minutes of eating them the pain was unbearable. I would happily give birth to 10 more children than go through that again. Not really but you get the idea.

After figuring out the culprit, I abstained for a really long time. Think years of discipline. But every now and again, I slip up. A dish will smell so good, I'll think the amount is small enough, or I'll just crave the little buggers. Occasionally I get lucky and they don't bother me. Sometimes I get real cocky and eat way more than I should. This recipe is a perfect example. When I read the title I didn't see anything about mushrooms, when I looked at the picture I didn't notice any mushrooms. So I ordered it. It showed up with a big 'ol container of mushrooms and my dumb self cooked and ate the heck out of them. The meal was delicious. No lie, I considered it a full gallon of Milos (that's a spoiler, probably should have warned you, oh well). It was sweet and rich and I wouldn't have put the flavors of grapes and cream sauce together but it was all so very good. The natives even ate it. Hunter said it was good, and that's about the best I'll get out of him. For someone as verbose as he is, there's rarely much input on the meals.

Personal rating of a pepsi (you absolutely can't get worse than this on a rating in case you were wondering)

I was fine that night. I thought I was in the clear. I made it to the next morning, I was getting ready for work, trying to figure out what to wear for work when the pain almost doubled me over. I've been shroomed so many times before I knew it was to blame. Its a very specific sort of pain. I think the only reason it was so delayed was because we ate dinner so late and my metabolism must have been moving at a glacial pace. If you get Gobble, I recommend this dish. It won't be coming back in my cave unless Hunter orders it to try and get a new Gatherer for himself and the Natives. Moral of the story is Gatherer will now double check the actual ingredients of all of the recipes ordered henceforth and forthwith.