I let my daughter cook spaghetti Sunday night and was assisting her with a few chores like setting up the table and such. I mentioned that we had mushrooms that she could sauté and add to the sauce. I set out the pan and plucked the virgin olive oil from the shelf. Since I don't wear my glasses while cooking I never paid much attention to the parsley floating around the bottom of the oil.
My daughter comes up to me a few minutes later and says "Dad, did you know there are ants in this bottle of oil?"
"Huh? Impossible, it's parsley. That's what they put in the bottom of virgin olive oil." I said.
"No, they're ants."
I reached for the bottle and turned it to the light. I couldn't tell for sure at first, but then the unmistakably antennae of a bug became apparent.
"You're right. Oh great, I've been using this oil for the past month or so. Matter of fact I greased the skillet the other day with it when I made your eggs."
I felt my stomach lurch a little and stepped out of the room while my daughter's laughter followed me. When I returned my face must have been a paler shade of green because that's how I felt.
Of course my daughter had to text message everyone in the world and word soon got back to me. My oldest daughter just laughed and said "Don't worry pops. It's protein."
Yeah right. Bugs. Now I'm eating the damn things and didn't even know it.
My daughter comes up to me a few minutes later and says "Dad, did you know there are ants in this bottle of oil?"
"Huh? Impossible, it's parsley. That's what they put in the bottom of virgin olive oil." I said.
"No, they're ants."
I reached for the bottle and turned it to the light. I couldn't tell for sure at first, but then the unmistakably antennae of a bug became apparent.
"You're right. Oh great, I've been using this oil for the past month or so. Matter of fact I greased the skillet the other day with it when I made your eggs."
I felt my stomach lurch a little and stepped out of the room while my daughter's laughter followed me. When I returned my face must have been a paler shade of green because that's how I felt.
Of course my daughter had to text message everyone in the world and word soon got back to me. My oldest daughter just laughed and said "Don't worry pops. It's protein."
Yeah right. Bugs. Now I'm eating the damn things and didn't even know it.
I never bothered to check, maybe I did? How can you tell if an ant is an uncle anyway???
