I’ve got plenty of leftovers. Except the Escargot. I mowed that real hard.
Haven’t decided which dog will get the bone from last night. I know you’ll throw a vote for Ted.
I can understand the frustration;it feels like a bit of a rejection when people didn’t eat the home baked goods I *used *to bring in to work. It only took me a couple of times to understand that half these people are constantly dieting (or they just don’t like my baking) and it was a waste of my time and money. As mentioned up thread, it sounds like a case of not knowing your audience. Sorry if I’ve misunderstood, but you said they’re your people so I’d think you’d have an inkling as to whether or not they like or would be willing to try such a dish. I can tell you *I *probably would not, were I in their place. Then again, if I was a member of your household you would know that :o
I have a friend I’ve known for 30 years and she did not know that I can absolutely positively not eat any type of seafood. A seafood stew would be a nightmare for me. I guess it just never came up, but it did surprise me.
Did people miss this?
He told his wife. Got her OK. She actually likes cioppino. It’s not that she can’t eat it or doesn’t like it.
I have to admit, I enjoy freaking out the picky. Of the 8 people in my office, 3 are extremely picky, 1 has many dietary restrictions, and 1 secretly thinks everyone else cooks with their feet. I was looking at a black rice salad with avocado, lime, oranges, peach, and red onion. I’m thinking of making it for me later this week. Since I live and eat alone, salads can get too big very quickly if you’ve got eat it before it goes off. So I usually bring half in to see who wants some. I’ll tell dietary restrictions person what’s in it because that’s the right thing to do. Feet Boy I won’t even bother. But the Pickies? I’ll probably plop down the bowl on the lunch table just to see the freak out over the black rice.
(And, yes, I do know it’s not dietary restrictions for the Head Picky. We’ve worked together for over 20 years. That’s 20+ years of overhearing her phone calls, listen to her talk about her likes and dislikes, and watching her wrinkle her nose at everything I like. I like her. I’m fond of her. But OH MY DEAR GOD, she’s the pickiest person on the planet. Actually, this is just the kind of thing her doctor is trying to get her to eat. That she complains about.)
Well, of course. skritches
Don’t know how I missed this part. Sorry, Gato; you’re right, that was not cool to to dis your fish dish.
I didn’t see that either.
I think you meant Campbell’s Cream of Mushroom. Cream of Chicken is for fancy eatin’.
Just heated up another heaping bowl. I took the huge crab claw.
Might have to change my name to “Goutopescado”. 
… And being herded into endless Hotel Miramars and Bellvueses and Bontinentales with their modern international luxury roomettes and draught Red Barrel and swimming pools full of fat German businessmen pretending they’re acrobats forming pyramids and frightening the children and barging into queues and if you’re not at your table spot on seven you miss the bowl of Campbell’s Cream of Mushroom soup, the first item on the menu of International Cuisine …
Aka “Lutheran glue.” I must say, I do like a good hot dish from time to time. My mother-in-law is from Northwest Wisconsin and, while not Lutheran, she likes to whip one out from time to time. Works for me.
My ancestors are all pretty much Lutheran so I’m pretty well schooled in the ways of the hot dish/casserole (we use them interchangeably).
I actually looked up how to make a cream of chicken and cream of mushroom without stuff I can’t have just so I could occasionally get that old-style cooking.
And I will say the dish sounds interesting, but I don’t know if I would like it or not. I would probably eat a bowl anyways, though, unless it was just foul, which I doubt it is.
Glad it can be reheated, so it doesn’t go to waste. Wasting food is one of my bugbears, too. Especially when I would have liked to eat it, but left it for others.
I’m guessing the flavors were even better the next day.
Being unaware of black rice’s existence until just now, if I’d been offered a black rice salad I’d at least have asked what made it black. Only to verify it wasn’t some sort of science fair project.
When DesertWife and got married, her parents (among others) flew out from Iowa for the wedding. We took them to lunch at the local Pacific Fresh grill because, as the name implies, everything is fresh* and we figured they’d appreciate the change from midwestern fare. They ordered tuna salad sandwiches, even rejecting the smoked albacore appetizer we’d ordered.
*They print the menu out each day to reflect what’s arrived from the purveyors that morning.
I believe the Thais call it “forbidden rice” (as in, reserved for royalty type thing). It turns everything purple. Great stuff.
The other day, I was looking at onions. I usually buy the yellow ones, but the white ones from across the country caught my eye. I had heard of them, so it thought they might be worth a try.
What a fucking waste of money. They have no flavor. Even a turnip has more flavor than those damn things. If I want sweet onions, I will but the big fat yellow sweet onions from my own state.
(admittedly, it is not onion season, and they did come thousands of miles to get here, so maybe it was not a fair trial, but still)
The only thing that doesn’t make sense to me about this story is that it seems that only two people, you and your wife, were going to eat the cioppino. It’s too bad your wife changed her mind, but that’s only 1 leftover serving. You shouldn’t be stuck with a huge vat of the stuff unless you made too much to begin with.
(Not that I don’t sympathize with your rant. If I were Mrs. Gato, I’d have eaten a small serving just in acknowledgement that you went to a lot of effort using some primo ingredients.)
I wouldn’t hesitate to freeze the leftovers. Well, not now, but certainly the day after you originally posted. I’ve frozen clam chowder, fish chowder, and tomato based crab soup. All of them thaw and reheat quite well.