So Wednesday night my hubby left for a week of work and to keep my mind off my love sick woes I went to work in the kitchen. I had found a new recipe on pinterest for a cold cantaloupe soup and since my good ole country boy husband believed all sounds should be warm and salty not cold and sweet I knew this was a recipe for his 7 days off rotation. The recipe was a success and I had tons leftover so I filled 5 12 oz jars completely, and added yogurt and honey garnish so I could grab them for a fast meal throughout the week. My mom loves healthy new idea in the kitchen and although I knew she would never even attempt to get the boys to eat it, she would probably love to try it so I took her one pre-made ready-to-go meal the next day on my lunch break.
Today I was talking to her on the phone( its her 56th Birthday woot woot for aging very very well) and asked if she had gotten a chance to try the soup. She said that she was so sorry but she didn't realize I had put some in the fridge and before she got to try it, it had soured really bad and she had to throw it out. I made it Wednesday night, gave it to her Thursday, and its Saturday now. I have been eating and enjoying the soup all week. It just hit me ...
Either...
She opened it saw the yogurt thought it was mold and assumed it went bad
or
She tasted, it hated it, and thought it went bad
( Either ways I cant ask because one will embarrass her and the other will embarrass us both lol)
or
It IS actually soured and I have been eating and enjoying soured soup all week.
Something to think...
about as I slurp down the last jar of now questionable but still tasty cantaloupe soup:)
:)
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