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snap peas and exploding blenders: a glimpse into N.A. life


Saturday night we had roommate night – you know, cooking dinner and playing games together, rather normal activities.  This particular night, however, nothing normal about it.

Let me start from the beginning.  Erin (one of my roommates) and I went to buy vegetables for our stir fry that we were making for dinner.  All normal things: eggplant, carrots, snap peas, onions, cabbage, etc.  Now, where we live it is not normal to find snap peas, and Erin was so excited that she found them she even called Courtney (another roommate) to let her know.  Fast forward a few hours.  We have chopped, diced, snapped, peeled, and cooked all the vegetables.  We just got through seasoning it with soy sauce and garlic powder.  Now for the taste.  Mallory and I were first – we noticed it had a spicy tang to it, which was peculiar because none of the seasonings we added were spicy in the least bit.  Courtney and I smelled the okra – here is the conversation that followed amongst all of us:

“Oh man, did we but spicy okra?!”

“Do they even have spicy okra?”

“I’ve never heard of it”

“Well, it is northern africa…

“Taste the other stuff, see if it all is really spicy”

So, Mallory takes a bite of some random vegetables (not including the okra) and starts running around with her mouth on fire.

I take a snap pea, chew it up, and swallow it to see if the spicyness even soaked into it.

I begin to run around the room with my mouth on fire.

“Did we buy spicy snap peas?”

“Look on the receipt to see if it says spicy snap peas”

“We bought CHILIS”


great night.  We had filled our stir fry up with half a kilo of chilis (both ends snapped off, btw, so the juice could seep through every other vegetable).

But wait, the fun didn’t end there.  Next on the agenda after dinner was to make orange drink (tang, milk, and ice blended together).  To make a long story short,  the blender broke about 1/5 of the way up and shot a 2 square inch piece out from the side, spewing orange drink and plastic everywhere.  Great experience.  Luckily, it was the second batch and we each still had enough to savor.  Courtney actually ended up snapping two of the flying plastic pieces back on, and we duck (yes duck) taped it back together.  Worked like a charm.


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