Mrs Ray in Penn and her twin sister don’t like spicy foods. Onions must be chopped very finely and nearly melt into any dish. Her tomato sauce (I refer to it as blood sauce) can pass through a sieve and leaving nothing behind. They’ll turn up their noses at any hint of spice. Oh she eat a tiny bit of my chili but it isn’t her thing. It was with some dismay she noted that sometime ago my son started to come over to the dark side and developed a taste for the spicy foods I enjoy. When he’s home we share buffalo wings, spicy tomato & clam sauce on linguini. Yep he’s all me.
The breakthrough: My daughter on the other hand had remained spice phobic and fussy. That is until she just tried my Andouille Sausage and Red Beans. “It tastes good do you serve that with rice?“ “Sure, any way you like”. I feel like Darth Vader another successful recruitment.
The breakthrough: My daughter on the other hand had remained spice phobic and fussy. That is until she just tried my Andouille Sausage and Red Beans. “It tastes good do you serve that with rice?“ “Sure, any way you like”. I feel like Darth Vader another successful recruitment.