The Shrimp That Made My Husband Miss His Meeting
Let me tell y’all something — this shrimp is trouble. Not the bad kind, but the can’t-stop-eating-it, forgot-what-I-was-supposed-to-be-doing kind. I made this batch of dynamite shrimp last Tuesday “just to test it,” and I kid you not, my husband came into the kitchen, grabbed one off the plate, and stood there chewing in silence with this look in his eyes like what just happened? Next thing I know, he’s calling into his Zoom meeting five minutes late with sauce still on his chin. So yes — this shrimp is a little dangerous. And no, I don’t feel bad about it. …










