People who know me describe me as a mild mannered man. I don’t know about my manners, but when it comes to food, mild is the operative word for me.
It’s not that I don’t add spices to my food. I do. I’ll add seasoned salt, garlic powder, onion powder, and a pinch of ground pepper. Just enough to add some flavor to what I ingest.
I enjoy eating, and I like my food to be flavorful. But I don’t enjoy eating food that burns going in and burns coming out. I don’t like eating food that makes me sweat. I don’t like eating food that causes me to hop up, jump around, fan my mouth, mop my brow, and gulp down large quantities of cooling liquids.
In other words, I don’t like spicy food.
And that’s a problem in my family, where everyone else likes their food extra spicy. Cayenne pepper spicy. Jalapeño peppers spicy. Sriracha sauce spicy. So when it comes to meal preparation, my wife prepares our meals in two ways. One for me, which is relatively mild, and the other for her and our kids, with all of the really spicy stuff.
I think that just proves that even a mild mannered man can be loved.
Written for today’s one-word prompt, “spicy.”
“The locals call this “Holy Rock,” the park ranger explained to the small group of tourists.
“Is that because there is something spiritual about it?” asked one woman.
“No, there is nothing spiritual about it,” replied the park ranger.
“So what is its religious significance?” asked a man.
“It has no religious significance,” explained the park ranger.
“Then why do they call it the holy rock?” another tourist asked.
The park ranger was about to answer the question when one small boy shouted out, “Because it’s full of holes!”
“Bingo,” exclaimed the park ranger, smiling at the little boy.
(Exactly 99 words)
Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers. Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
“The trouble with life isn’t that there are no answers, it’s that there are so many answers.”
Anthropologist Ruth Benedict
When I read Dr. Benedict’s quote, I was reminded of something called “analysis paralysis.”
Have you ever been faced with making a decision but you get stuck because there are too many possible options to choose from and you’re afraid of making the wrong choice? That is analysis paralysis.
It is the state of over-analyzing or over-thinking a situation, often because there are so many possible answers. The result is that a decision is never made or an action is never taken.
We spend time looking for the answer — the “right” answer, the “best” answer, the “perfect” answer — when in reality, there almost always is more than one possible, workable, feasible answer/solution for just about every question/problem.
So with all due respect to Dr. Benedict, I take issue with her quote. I don’t think the trouble with life is that there are so many answers. I think that’s the beauty of life. We have choices!
Wriiten for this week’s One-Liner Wednesday prompt from Linda G. Hill.