Friday, February 17, 2012

daddy to the rescue?

One of the the best things (in our opinion) about Pensacola is Joe Patti's. It's a gigantic fish market, and quite terrifying if you're a novice. Luckily for me, Ben had lots of experience (although he does admit to walking in the first time, pausing, and quickly walking right back out the door!). It's a mad, crazy wonderful place with any sort of seafood you could desire, along with a gourmet market and fresh foods section for your accompaniments. if you're ever in the area, i highly recommend you go. it was terribly foggy the day we went, but that made it seem even all the more authentic. we loaded up our steamed and seasoned shrimp, a crunchy-on-the-outside but dreamy soft-on-the-inside boule of bread, olive oil and headed back to the condo for our dinner.



alas, the evening was not to be as carefree and relaxed as we intended. when we were unloading the car from the parking lot, i was visiting with a former neighbor, gently resting my hand along the open hatch of my back window. it's always me unloading the car with warren...no one around who might endanger my poor, unsuspecting hand by slamming the back hatch shut on it. but i forgot...there were three of us there this time. so, mid-sentence, i uttered a very shrill (i'm told) shriek, gasped back the choice words i wanted to utter, and assumed a standing fetal position over my very - VERY unhappy hand.



you can't really tell it from the picture, but those knuckles were some kind of swollen. purple was blossoming under the surface. we actually almost went to the ER, just in case...but i could move it, and we had some good scotch on hand.



and a sinful pile of carbohydrate indulgence...



and an even more enticing, endless bag of freshly steamed shrimp...



and best of all, a husband who felt so bad for smushing his wife's hand that he, without a single complaint, peeled every single one of them for us!



so i suppose, while it was all his fault in the first place (i take no accountability for having my hand in the wrong place, of course!), he redeemed himself!

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