Olives & Capers

I hung up the phone with my mom and looked up to see my husband staring at me with an incredulous look on his face.

At first I was nervous that perhaps I said something about him, forgetting he was in the room. Maybe I said an undesirable word in front of my daughter, who was sitting on the couch in hearing range.

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I just listened to you have a conversation with your mom for 10 minutes about capers and olives.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

He shook his head and turned around.

Okay people- I DID talk to my mom about capers and olives. Or, more specifically, I was lamenting to her about the fact I didn’t have olives for the recipe I had planned for that night and while talking to her I was walking around the kitchen and the pantry saying, “I could have SWORN I bought a massive jar of olives. Or maybe I’m thinking about the massive jar of capers. No, I SWEAR I have olives somewhere.”

The conversation did, I’ll give him this, go on for quite some time, with my mom quipping in, “well, could you just use capers instead of olives?” This then  started a conversation about olive/caper substitutions and how that might work.

It was decided it would not. In case you were wondering. And we had quesadillas instead, also in case you were wondering.

Yes, I talk to my mom often. These conversations are often not about much, but the fact I have someone that I CAN call and talk to about olives and capers, or how to cook an artichoke, or where I can find good bath towels, or how to season a cast iron skillet, that is what matters. My husband should be THANKING me that I don’t engage him in these conversations so he can go back to reviewing the latest pass rushing yards of his favorite QB, or the short list for the HOF, or the stats for the Heisman Trophy finalists, or the potential picks for his team in the NFL draft.

That’s right hubby. You’re WELCOME.

As for the olives and capers- turns out it was a huge ass jar of capers I had, so I went out and bought 2 slightly smaller jars of olives and now I’m all set and will make my recipe on Saturday. In case you were wondering, mom.

Have a great crazy day!

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  1. Pingback: Capers and olives and olives and olives and olives… | My Special Kind of Crazy

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