Cajun Pork Chops of Death

In another attempt to be a good wife and to fill my husband's stomach with some great tasting food, I searched out some new recipes on Allrecipes.com -- Cajun Spiced Pork Chops it was! 

It required few ingredients, all of which were dirt cheap: 4 center-cut pork chops, and teaspoons upon teaspoons of incredibly strong spices (paprika, cumin, black pepper, cayenne, dried sage, and garlic powder). The recipe instructed me to "coat evenly", so I did just that. Immediately preceding being thrown into a searing hot saute pan, the pork chops let off a cloud of spicy steam so lethal I instantly started coughing and had water pour from my eyes. However, I attributed this to allergies and just shrugged it off.

After I flipped them, I removed them from the pan to cool until they were to be plated with oiled and salted baked potatoes. It really was such a beautiful looking dish, I couldn't wait for my husband to get home to try them! The color was such a deep, beautiful red. Then The Andy called. He was letting me know he couldn't come to a camping trip we had planned for Halloween. I made the mistake of tasting dinner just as he did so. Now remember the spices I listed before? And that I had EVENLY coated the pork chops? Just as he broke the news to me, I placed the devilish meat on my tongue and cursed like a dirty, old sailor. He began to apologize profusely and I couldn't seem to calm the burning enough to explain the reason for my offensive exclamations and that it wasn't his fault. Those must have been the guiltiest 20 seconds of his life as I reached for the milk and gulped down ounce after ounce, attempting to quell the never-ending pain that had afflicted my poor, unsuspecting tongue. Finally the spasming has subsided enough for me to excuse myself for my previous choice of words, and we had a good laugh over it. Having survived such an ordeal though, I decided I needed to have someone else experience the death-defying act I had just been through. So, I got off the phone with The Andy and plated up my husband's dinner. Cruel? Maybe. But it certainly was entertaining! That dinner was the most painful, sniffly, and entertaining dinner I have ever had and hope to ever make in my entire life! Oh, did I mention I forgot to put milk on my grocery list? Oops! 

We decided against making this recipe again, or atleast coating evenly. 

Tomorrow's recipe: French Dip! Hopefully this next dish will go over better than the last.

Goodnight all!