My poor B.O.B. Bob had quite the scare whilst in the yard “Halloweenifying” this week, and he’s a little irked that I’m sharing this story with y’all once again. It’s a cute story though, so he’s just gonna have to get over it. Kiss, smoochie, love ya’ honey, but funny stories don’t come along every day and they are meant to be shared. My sweet, loving, and all-around adorable B.O.B. Bob has been super busy getting the yard ready for the big day this year, yet we’re still pretty far behind in our normal decoration vs. yard square footage norm. It’s really starting to freak me out. Hell, my Scottish Clan Army hasn’t even made it out there yet; they are still having a big ol’ pre-party in the backyard, while they patiently await their beach trip to the Whispering Tombstone Cove. I can’t wait to share with y’all exactly what it is I’m yacking on about, but because I’m so far behind, it will probably have to wait until next week. I plan on spending my free time buried to my elbows up in bones, kilts, and beach paraphernalia this weekend.
Anyway, back to B.O.B. Bob and his little fright. On Wednesday evening, my amazing and wonderful B.O.B. Bob was out in the garage puttering about when he heard me scream his name. I do this quite often, and it really does annoy the heck out of him. I’m fairly certain that he does one hell of an eye roll every time I call for him in my honey bunny I need you voice. However, this time, he was definitely hearing things, because I wasn’t even home yet. So, B.O.B. Bob being B.O.B. Bob, somehow managed to freak himself out thinking that I was talking to him from the great beyond. I received a text asking where I was and if I had screamed his name. I texted back with a response of, “I’m at the dry cleaners, so no.” Well, it seems that text didn’t go through somehow, so things got really interesting. I can only imagine the thoughts going through his head and his annoyance at me for not picking up my phone. Hint, hint folks; I almost always have my ringer off, so it’s pretty amazing I even noticed the where the hell are you text to begin with.
Next up was a quick phone call, which somehow went straight to my inbox. “Hey give me a call, I’ve got a weird feeling. Thanks.” Hmmm…what B.O.B. Bob was really subtly trying to say was, “I’m freaking the F out here honey. Call me. Call me now.” I was later informed that this phone call was to basically set up an alibi; B.O.B. Bob watches more real crime television than is good for him. If something had indeed happened to me, he wanted to assure the cops that he had noticed my absence and attempted to reach me. Can’t y’all just feel the love? No? Well, give it a minute; it’ll get there. During all of this, I was unknowingly driving around Herndon running errands, completely clueless to the major freak out that was taking place and B.O.B. Bob was simultaneously running around Herndon in search of me. My adorably crazy B.O.B. Bob drove all the way to my work to see if my car was still in the parking lot. So sweet; unnecessary, but sweet. I can only imagine the thoughts going through his head during this entire hullabaloo.
Now is when we get to the funny part of the story, or at least the part that I find hilarious. Where did this mysterious voice that B.O.B. Bob heard calling his name come from? I’m fairly certain what it was that B.O.B. Bob heard and right HERE is a picture of the guilty culprit. This freaking annoying kindergarten-ish Halloween ghost spends its time flying across our yard every day, boogedy booing every little person, dog, leaf, or fly that should happen by. B.O.B. Bob absolutely loves this little critter, while I loathe him more than copperheads and cleaning up Brenna’s cat puke. That little sucker goes off willy-nilly whenever he feels like it; there really is no rhyme or reason to his shout outs, and he truly does annoy the crap out of Brenna and I. It’s gotten so bad that my little girl has taken to spending her days upstairs to get away from his incessant bitching and moaning. Thankfully, his batteries have usually died down by the end of each evening, so there is at least some peace to be had. That is of course unless he’s busy trying to convince B.O.B. Bob that I have passed over to the other side and am calling out for him to come and find me. Perhaps now B.O.B Bob will consider getting rid of his annoying little boogedy booing ass.
- 1 (16-oz.) Bag Frozen Whole Kernel Corn
- 2 Tablespoons Unsalted Butter
- Juice of 1 Lime
- 2 Teaspoons Cajun Seasoning
- 1 Teaspoon Sea Salt
- 2 Cups Whole Milk
- 2 Tablespoons Wondra Flour
- 1 (8-oz.) Package Flake Style Imitation Crab Meat
- Zest of 1 Lime
- In a medium saucepan, cover the frozen corn with water by 1-inch. Cook for 10 minutes on high heat.
- Drain the corn.
- Place the unsalted butter, lime juice, Cajun seasoning, and salt in the empty saucepan over medium-high heat.
- When the butter is melted, add the corn and milk. Cook for 5 minutes.
- Sprinkle in the Wondra Flour, stirring constantly to avoid lumps. Cook for 5 minutes.
- Garnish each bowl with imitation crab meat and lime zest.
- I suggest using Legion of Spice Bayou Black Seasoning in this chowder. It has way less salt than most other Cajun seasonings. If you do use another brand of seasoning, you may want to omit the added salt in this recipe.
- The lime in this recipe will cause the milk in the chowder to curdle slightly. It won’t hurt anything, you’ll get over it, and the added lime flavor is worth it.
- If you don’t have Wondra Flour on hand, add 1-tablespoon of cornstarch to a little bit of the milk and then add it to the chowder. If the chowder still isn’t thick enough, repeat the same process.
- Crumble bacon on top of each bowl of chowder before serving.
- Replace the imitation crab meat with real crab or lobster.
- Use these Leaf Bowls to serve this chowder in. They are super cute and festive for this time of year.
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