Craving gone wrong!

Me: Babe let's go na before it gets too late.

Hubby: You know i'm very tired. I had a long day at work. It's just a short drive. Do i necessarily need to go with you?

Me: Yes Love, get up. The joy is in the company and the sharing.

I had developed this crazy craving of eating suya every night. Of course hubby was my partner in crime except for days like this when i'd drag his poor soul along. Worst part was i had a specific man i patronized for my suya.

Tonight, hubby wasn't finding it funny and grudgingly went with me.

Well, as i chewed on the 'tasting' mallam gave us, i didn't even have the time to notice hubby's long face.

Within minutes our suya was packaged and we drove off.

First bite from the package got me stopping mid-sentence.

I made a face, dropped the piece i was eating and picked another one.

Hmmmmm, same crazy taste; i put on the inner light, closely inspected the meat but i couldn't understand it, so i forced grumpy hubby to taste a piece which he immediately spat out.

We both couldn't understand or describe the kind of meat we were given. It sure was unlike anything i've tasted for the three decades of my life and counting.

We immediately threw the meat away and ended up in a hot fish pepper soup joint.

Well, that marked the end of my suya craving.

It's three years plus and to hubby's delight, i've never given suya a second thought.

What's that craving you thought you couldn't do without but somehow you ended?