Would I repeat my mistake?

Years ago, I went to a Jamaican restaurant with the woman I was dating at that time and another couple.

I saw that the jerk chicken dish was just chicken and rice, but since I didn’t know what jerk chicken was, I asked my date, and she said it was sweet.

Sounded great to me, so when the order came, I cut up the chicken, mixed it with the rice and took that first big bite …

… which felt like eating fire.

Yeah … sweet? Not so much. If I remember right, I may have eaten a couple bites and then gotten McDonald’s later.

Sure, it may have been an honest mistake, but she did break up with me not long after.

Was she trying to tell me something?

I grabbed a couple pieces of chicken and some rice, hoping this wouldn’t be the equivalent of eating Chinese food from a mall food court, which I’m convinced people only do to remind themselves that eating Chinese food from a mall food court isn’t a good idea.

I don’t often go to the cafeteria in the office complex where I work, but when I do, there’s usually some kind of meat dish that can be paired with rice. A couple weeks ago, they had Swedish meatballs, and I wanted to eat all of them.

Today, they had chicken … jerk chicken.

“I guess I’ll have pizza today,” except they didn’t have much pizza. And since I wanted to get my lunch and hurry back to the office, I didn’t feel like waiting for the burger station or the deli.

“Those pieces on top aren’t really in the sauce, and there doesn’t be too much pepper on them,” as I circled back to the jerk chicken.

I grabbed a couple pieces of chicken and some rice, hoping this wouldn’t be the equivalent of eating Chinese food from a mall food court, which I’m convinced people only do to remind themselves that eating Chinese food from a mall food court isn’t a good idea.

Eating the first bit, I was ready to feel those pangs of regret …

… and there were none.

I’m not a big fan of spicy food, but while the chicken had a little kick, it wasn’t bad, especially with the rice to muffle it.

Phew.

Now bring back those Swedish meatballs.

This is not the cafeteria in my office park, but rather a photo from ejilee on Pixabay.

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