Last night, I made some Asian-style teriyaki chicken for dinner, and it was delicious. I made a lot, because Hubby and I like leftovers.
I ate lightly because I wasn't that hungry. Then I asked Hubby to put away the leftovers while I did something else. He said he'd get right on it once the food cooled enough to go in the fridge. I came back, saw pan had been neatly emptied, and did the dishes.
Later that evening, I finally got hungry and decided to attack those leftovers. But I couldn't find them in the fridge. So I asked Hubby, "Where did you put the chicken?" He replied, "It's wherever you put it." I said, "You're the one who put it away! Didn't you?" Hubby was confused. He said, "Umm....didn't you put it away? I got up to do it and saw the pan was empty, so I thought you did it."
We both instantly looked at Voodoo. It had to be Voodoo---Zeus had been sleeping in the bedroom the whole time. On close examination, the Chaos Demon had a spot of teriyaki sauce on his chin. HE ATE ALL OUR CHICKEN! Probably three pounds worth! He managed to sneak into the kitchen, take the glass lid off the saute pan, and neatly eat all the chicken without disturbing the pan or making a noise.
I was horrified and embarassed. Voodoo hasn't counter-surfed in close to a year, and I didn't know he could remove heavy glass lids. So neither I nor Hubby thought to keep an eye on our leftovers. I didn't know if I should be mad or impressed.
Sneaky little twerp.
I ate lightly because I wasn't that hungry. Then I asked Hubby to put away the leftovers while I did something else. He said he'd get right on it once the food cooled enough to go in the fridge. I came back, saw pan had been neatly emptied, and did the dishes.
Later that evening, I finally got hungry and decided to attack those leftovers. But I couldn't find them in the fridge. So I asked Hubby, "Where did you put the chicken?" He replied, "It's wherever you put it." I said, "You're the one who put it away! Didn't you?" Hubby was confused. He said, "Umm....didn't you put it away? I got up to do it and saw the pan was empty, so I thought you did it."
We both instantly looked at Voodoo. It had to be Voodoo---Zeus had been sleeping in the bedroom the whole time. On close examination, the Chaos Demon had a spot of teriyaki sauce on his chin. HE ATE ALL OUR CHICKEN! Probably three pounds worth! He managed to sneak into the kitchen, take the glass lid off the saute pan, and neatly eat all the chicken without disturbing the pan or making a noise.
I was horrified and embarassed. Voodoo hasn't counter-surfed in close to a year, and I didn't know he could remove heavy glass lids. So neither I nor Hubby thought to keep an eye on our leftovers. I didn't know if I should be mad or impressed.
Sneaky little twerp.
