Chicken Creole; Miscommunication? Or none at all?

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Miscommunication?

Or utter and complete lack of communication?

And, why you should never leave your mobile phones at home….

I had doctor’s appointments this morning.  Nothing serious; routine mammogram; bone density scan.

This being France, I was told to plan on two hours.  They do rather like to be thorough.

This being Friday, mon mari decided he’d drive me, and go to the DIY store to stock up on wood for the weekend while I was otherwise occupied.

As he had the trailer, which is challenging to park in tiny lots, I said I’d be outside, waiting, in two hours.

I was released early, so wandered up the street a bit.  I found a great little green grocers and bought some beautiful asparagus, a few artichokes and some green garlic.  I found a nice cafe, got a coffee and settled down at a sidewalk table to watch and wait.

And wait.

I was hoping he might be a little early.

I hoped in vain.

The lunch crowd started coming in so I left and wandered back to the clinic.

And waited.

I stood on the corner where I could watch the main road he would be driving on, as well as the clinic, in case he found a back way.

And waited.

Forty-five minutes later, long after the DIY store had closed, I started serious worrying and planning.

Obviously he wasn’t merely delayed in traffic.  He was only 5 minutes away.

I had remembered that I forgot (don’t you love it when you do that?) my mobile phone that morning… As had mon mari….

Stupid!

I finally decided that I’d wait another 15 minutes, then take a taxi home ($$$$$) and try to track him down – you know, phone the hospitals, police, and all that fun stuff.

The nice lad from the florist’s shop came out and asked if he could help – as I’d now been standing there long enough to take root.

As a diversion, I started to pace.

A few minutes later mon mari came out of the clinic.

It seems he had finished buying his wood rather quickly and had been sitting in the wrong waiting room for well over two hours.

I had been outside waiting for over an hour and a half.

It seems he had found a place to park behind the clinic.

I didn’t know there was parking behind the clinic.

It speaks to both of our state of minds that all we said, after the other’s explanation, was “oh”.

That was my day… How was yours?

How about some spicy chicken to sooth the nerves?

Chicken Creole

Chicken Creole

Boneless chicken breasts, cooked with onions, peppers, mushrooms and tomatoes make a quick, healthy, dinner, perfect for midweek. Add Tabasco if you like more heat.

2 chicken breasts, boneless, skinless
1 green pepper
4oz (125gr) mushrooms
1 medium onion
2 cloves garlic
15oz (450gr) tomatoes
1 tbs Worcestershire sauce
1 tsp chili powder
1 tsp oregano
1 bay leaf (laurel)
1 tbs olive oil

Cut chicken breasts in half, the short way.  Roughly chop the pepper. Chop the onion. Mince the garlic. Clean and slice the mushrooms.
Heat oil in large non-stick skillet over medium heat. Add the pepper, onion and sauté for 5 minutes. Add chili powder, garlic and mushrooms sauté another 5 minutes. Push vegetables to the sides of pan and add chicken. Sauté until chicken starts to brown. Drain tomatoes reserving juice. Roughly chop tomatoes and add to chicken, along with juices, Worcestershire and herbs, cover, reduce heat and let simmer 10 – 15 minutes, until chicken is done. Remove bay leaf.
To finish: Put rice on a small platter, spoon Creole over and serve over Brown Rice.

9 thoughts on “Chicken Creole; Miscommunication? Or none at all?”

  1. Love the story…the recipe sounds good too!
    Yes, we have all been down the road of mis-communication.
    “I thought you said…”, “But you told me…”, or maybe “You never told me that…”
    One would think after nearly 38 years of marriage we would be able to read each others minds! Ha!

  2. Um. Been there. Done that. Plenty of time to work up all kinds of anger and recriminations. Then to find out that the other party was just as justified to experience the very same emotions. It’s just not fair when the wind gets taken out of your sails, is it? They aren’t supposed to have been getting just as upset or worried as you did. Not fair at all!
    Nice easy looking chicken dish. Always looking for something a little different. I’d use legs, though, as neither of us care for the white meat if it can be avoided.

  3. Cindy, one would think that… the mind reading… Or, at least, better guessing!
    Tanna, neither is better guessing!
    Thanks, Jann – and welcome back!
    Natashya, thankfully, it was a decent day – for March!
    Zoomie, it took awhile for the humor to appear…
    Azurienne, it takes all the fun out of yelling!
    Psychgrad, I think we are finally learning not to waste the energy…
    Val, a little spice is always good ;-))

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