I'll tell you right now, I hate competing, especially if the competition is against a friend I wouldn't want to hurt. And that's not to say I'd win any competition. Some, of course, are a no-brainer. I could eat my weight in maraschino cherries, and Mel can't stand them, so I'd win that contest without even a showdown.Labels: Competition, men or women?, photos by Eugene Arthur Patterson, Who's better
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Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.
Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.
Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.
Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.
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Cheryl, Have you ever watched "Heat Seekers" on the Food Network Channel (or is it the Cooking Channel? Sorry...I can't remember which one)? Two chefs travel the country looking for the hottest, spiciest foods. At the end of each episode, they compete to see which one can eat the most of that day's super-hot food. It's really rather funny to watch.
Haha! I love this post. The sourballs cracked me up!
My boys used to compete with each other - and with their grandmother - about eating hot stuff. My younger son thought he had everyone beat, but then one year, we took him to our favorite Chinese restaurant, where the servers had become like moms and sisters to us.
We introduced our son to one of the girls, and told her he liked hot and spicy foods. She said she had a sauce he wouldn't be able to eat - and he took the challenge. Apparently this little $25 bottle of hot stuff is so powerful that she would only let him have a tiny drop on some fried rice. He convinced her into a couple of drops.
The look on his face was priceless - and to this day, he doesn't eat hot stuff any more!
I grew up on a lake, and used to be able to eat my weight in fried fish. Can't do that any more, but shrimp or scallops or crab ... maybe. :-)
Cheryl, I am too cracked up to give an example....lol.....what a fun post! As much fun as your books.....about finished with #3 Urgent Care....loving that series!!
Cheryl, if ya like hot stuff, ya like this
Sabra~chipotle hummus!
I love to see their faces, Ruthie. Mel even overdoes it just to make me laugh, but I can make some pretty funny faces, too.
Tracy, yesterday I had lunch with my cousins from China. They eat a LOT of hot stuff over there, so we ate at a Cajun restaurant that makes a special hot sauce that they don't sell to the typical diner. I ordered it and my cousins loved it--except for the one who's blood related. Typically, my relatives on Mom's side (all 54 first cousins) don't go for the hot stuff. I got that gene from Daddy's side. And I don't typically compete, I end up just putting on a show, unintentionally, because no one really likes it as hot as I do. OH! by the way, I wrote about that restaurant in our upcoming novel, Eye of the Storm.
Jackie, so glad you're enjoying Urgent Care. That was a difficult book to write, with all the medical in it. When that book came out, our town was hit by a tornado and destroyed. That was far too coincidental for comfort.
Jel, I'll have to look for that hummus. Where do you get it? Sounds yummy!
where else but Wallyworld!
hope ya don't get to much ice your way tonite.
Eew! We missed the snow and bad weather last time. It typically goes north of I-44, and we're south. Colleen has me pretty much convinced I could have Lyme disease instead of fiber, particularly since I've lost the ability to walk a few times, and that doesn't come with fiber. Send a prayer this way?
You know, I'm getting tired of Blogger changing the spelling. I meant I had fibro, not fiber. I get plenty of fiber ;-)
Thanks for your comments about UC, Cheryl. OH NO, not lyme....that would be far too coincidental ... your THT series! Very interested in lyme since we live among ticks and hub is big hunter...had two friends diagnosed with (but I think one was bone cancer, which he recently died of). PRAYERS going up for you!! Listen to Colleen!!
I once ate a corn-on-the-cob contest when I was a 10yo. And I competed with men! LOL But now? I'm closer to you, Cheryl, for the cherries. And I love horseradish but not peppers. Horseradish hits you hard and fast but the goes on its merry way. Peppers are like you great aunt Gracie who hangs around for weeks.
Okay, that was supposed to be won the contest - not ate it. I've never eaten a contest in my life. ;)
Ugh on the cherries, Cheryl. Give me a big bowl of pasta linguine, and then another....
That's right, Jackie. I'd forgotten. Hospital administrator got Lyme disease hunting. I will listen to Colleen, and so will Mel. Here's a warning for you, though, Jackie--I never had any symptoms, never saw a tick, always shower after a hike. Oh...to hike again.
Ane, I agree. Blogger changes our spelling. I'm sure that was it. And yes, if you have food issues with nightshade, it'll stick around for a long, long time, which is why I have to be very careful with onions and others. Wasabi and horseradish, however, can make you cry, but oh, I love that stuff. Please, no one tell me the straight stuff has gluten in it!
grammajib, we had spaghetti with cheese last night. It was black bean spaghetti, gluten free, and it tastes so much like the real thing to me that I can almost think I'm at Olive Garden. Except for the music. Now I've heard there's a zucchini and tomato sauce that's wonderful with pasta and may try it soon.
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