We Poisoned Our Kid

The other day (last Wednesday) I made beef stew with red wine in the broth, but I didn’t plan it well. I was following the recipe and the stew had cooked an hour before I read the part about simmer another hour, do another step, then simmer for a final hour. Shit! It was 6 p.m. and the stew was supposed to be that night’s dinner. Plan B kicked in and we ate something else for dinner that night. I left the stew on the stove …

… with the heat up too high. The stew cooked down too much and nearly burned (see previous post about my pregnant knack for burning up meals: http://sarabellae.livejournal.com/81741.html). Ian came along and added more water and wine to the broth. We went to sleep.

The stew was resurrected for the following night’s meal. It tasted OK, but wasn’t all that I had hoped it would be. The broth was too soupy, not stewy enough. Later that night, Lucas woke up vomiting. He was sick repeatedly throughout the night and even the next morning.

We can’t be sure what caused it, but I suspect that the bottle of red wine that went into the stew pot wasn’t good for our 4-year-old. Too many tannins? Too acidic for him? I don’t think there was a high alcohol content after cooking it, but who knows? Ian and I were fine. Lucas’s only symptoms were a very sad tummy, vomiting, and lethargy the next day. (He took three naps because he’d been up being sick the night before.) Poor baby.

3 Responses to “We Poisoned Our Kid”

  • parnasus
    January 9, 2007 at 11:27 pm

    Poor little guy, that must have been hard.
    Alexander, Jeff and I all had vomiting last week too so it may have been a tummy bug and not poisoning. No fun either way.


  • samayam
    January 10, 2007 at 8:21 am

    Yeah, sounds exactly like what we all had. So sorry, sweetie.


  • sarabellae
    January 10, 2007 at 10:05 pm

    Oh. Well, I like that explanation a lot better than the poisoning one.


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