Hungry Angry Husband.
My husband likes to eat. ALOT.
And when he doesn’t get to eat, he gets very angry. His face should seriously be in the dictionary right next to ‘hangry,’ if it ever makes it into the dictionary.
Not only does he like to eat, but he likes to eat lots of meat. Chicken, steak, pork – you name it. Dare I ever make a dish without meat!
I think he believes that if he doesn’t get 76234 grams of protein in per day, he may lose all 170 solid pounds of muscle that he currently owns. He is a hottie.
Ususally, hungry-angry-husband hits at very inconvienent times. Like on an hour drive to my grandparents house. Or during church, where, let’s face it, he really doesn’t want to be in the first place. Or at the grocery store, while shopping for clothes, or during a 2 hour meeting. At least his co-workers can deal with him there.
The best was when we went to register for wedding gifts. Oh, my. We went to one of the ‘nicer’ malls about an hour away. We I figured that we’d have more of a selection and I didn’t really want to register for things I had never seen before.
So picture this – one hour drive there, in which a protein bar (or 3) has been consumed. We begin registering for china or crystal or something he knows we will never use, and he is as antsy as can be. Shocked? I know.
He begs, ‘Can we please go eat??’
We had registered for literally 7 minutes. I find the sales associate and give her back the gun to use on my husband scan the items. We find a restaurant, which ends up having a fairly long wait, and he devours his food.
I spend the 4 minutes it took him to scarf down his meal staring at my plain, gross salad, because somewhere in the back of my foolish mind I thought it would be a great idea to do a fitness competition while wedding planning. Brilliant.
I also decide at this time that I would call my grandmother – no, not Mother Lovett – I needed someone who could actually SEE and HEAR – but my other grandmother, who lived only 5 minutes away. I knew this would just be something she would LOVE. And she did. And for the rest of my life I will always remember how much fun we had registering for my gifts – her and I.
Because about 5 minutes after we met her, hungry, angry, husband decides he needs a bottle of water. I’m not sure where he got it, but I think he drove to a fresh spring and bottled it himself because it took him that long.
He came back and excitedly handled the shatter-free glasses I registered for and scanned some inappropriate items as well. But 5 minutes later, hungry-angry-husband reared it’s ugly beautiful head again and he was off to get some ice cream.
He doesn’t even like sweets, so this is where I became suspicious. As often as I deal with him being hungry and angry, I think he was just trying to pull the wool over my eyes so he didn’t have to register. Why wouldn’t he want to register for such nice gifts in our wonderful home?
Lesson learned – make sure my future daughter registers for her wedding gifts with ME, not her own hungry, angry husband.
Below has been my go-to meal the past few weeks for my hungry, angry husband. It was born one afternoon when he was picking some things up at the store and sending me text messages about how hungry he was.
I knew it was about to start. I knew if he made it home before food was on the table, the kitchen would be a danger zone, appearing as though a tornado had ripped through. And in the tornado would not only be food, but miscellaneous items thrown, kicked, and broken in the passion of hunger.
I needed to take charge.
So here is the hungry, angry husband sandwhich. Only takes about 10 minutes.
The Hungry, Angry Husband Go-To Meal
2 thin-sliced boneless, skinless chicken breasts
1 whole wheat bun
a few sliced red onions
1/2 oz pepper jack cheese
a dollop of bbq sauce
a dollop of low-fat ranch dressing
Season the chicken breasts with seasoned salt and either grill or pan-fry in non-stick spray. Make sure the chicken breasts are thinly sliced so they only take a few minutes to cook. About 5-6 I’d say. Toast the whole wheat bun.
Layer onions and cheese between 2 chicken breasts and place on whole wheat bun. Top with bbq sauce and ranch.
Feed to you own hungry, angry husband.
And don’t attempt to get a picture. There is no time for such a ridiculous thing.
56 Comments on “Hungry Angry Husband.”
hahaha LOVE THIS STORY!!!
I was out to dinner last week with Jason and before I let him dig in I said WAIT I WANT A PICTURE! and he goes “naomi, do we have to take pictures of EVERYTHING we eat?” I said “yes we do, I love my blog and foodie pics!” haha I can relate
so funny about the wedding registry!! and thats a great looking hangry husband sammie!!! :)
Oh my, I don’t know if I could deal with hungry angry husband! He doesn’t really need an overload of protein to build because excess can be turned to fat. If he’s a serious resistance trainer he needs about 1.4-1.7g/kg which still may be a lot for a larger male. I hope you picked out some nice things for your registry!
Poor Chris, he actually waits while I take a bazillion photos of my dinner. Needless to say, we eat a few cold dinners ;)
haha i loved this story!
sounds like i shouldn’t drag my guy to register… i better let my mama know! :-)
Hahah I would feed this to my hungry, angry self… or hungry, happy self! LOOKS GREAT!
Cute story! I tend to be the one who is always hungry not my hubby ;)
Love the sandwich, I may have to make this for my boyfriend. he gets that way sometimes.
Haha! I love this story! That sandwich looks great!
That’s too funny!! The story at our house is similar, but slightly different. Nick is a CARB freak, not protein. He has to have bread bread bread with anything I give him! When it comes to getting angry when wanting food, however, that’s MY issue :) Nick could go forever without eating, I on the other hand get angry when I am hungry. Nick knows this about me now and no longer comments whenI bring snacks with me wherever I go.
We drove to NYC together when we first started dating and by the time we got to the city I was so hungry that I was literally crawling around the car like a child. It’s like my brain does something crazy when I get hungry! IT’s weird.
Hmmm…is your husband secretly my husband? Because I really thought you were describing my hubby the whole time I was reading your post! HANGRY! Now about that sandwich – I think i’ll be making that for myself!
I can definitely relate!!!
I feel like such a mom-before we go to run errands on the weekends, I have to say “did you eat enough?, it doesn’t look like we will be back for a few hours…” Good practice, I guess.
I don’t have this phenomenon with my husband. He’s very patient, much more so than I am. I’m the grouchy one when I start to get hungry. So heh! A sandwich for me, then. Sounds yummy!
hahaha, good story! Sounds about right for a guy. Glad your daughter will have such a wise mother ;)
My husband gets very cranky and quiet when he is hungry. I try to get him fed and uncranky ASAP.
I am a Cert. PT also and just found your blog. I look forward to following you.
that is hilarious!
I fortunately don’t have an angry hungry husband..he sometimes forgets to even eat..I know, how could he.
love your blog!!!
Funny post. I don’t have a hungry OR angry husband. I don’t have a husband at all!
Haha, hilarious post! I’ve definitely been there… although, not while registering, I must say. My hubby was actualy very excited, thinking about all the yummy treats I was going to cook for him with our wedding gifts, LOL!
You are not alone!
My husband is also a huge fan of meat and has quite a large appetite…
But to be completely honest, I’m probably the one who is more emotionally effected when I am hungry and need to eat.
this right here is brilliant. My boyfriend does exactly the same thing but + coffee. I swear if we’re out shopping & he can’t drink a coffee every 45 minutes he goes ballistic. He also gets upset if I don’t bring him a treat from the markets or grocery store if I go shopping. He really likes those little frankfurters.
Oh you are such a funny writer!! You always put in those little one liners that have me in stitches!
Has your husband ever had his blood sugar tested? Many times that kind of hunger response ends up being linked to hypoglycemia. It’s a thought!
LOL! I don’t know if I’m supposed to laugh, but this post really left me in tickles. Poor husband! Poor you!
You’re so funny! I love the word ‘hangry’ and I totally know what you mean…Good solution you came up with:)
xxx Julia (Taste of Living)
I’ll have to try this for my hungry hubby :) We are actually the opposite of you two though…most of the time I am the one who freaks out when hungry! The sandwich looks great though…something we would both enjoy. Thanks for sharing ;)
love your site! Just found you! Check mine out, too- we are kindred spirits- I managed a health food store for 14 years. :) http://thevillagecook.com
haha great story! I cannot wait to reg for gifts and i am DEF going with my momma and not including my future husband whatsoever :D
Aw you poor thing1 I get more hangry that my husband does! He could go all day without eating, jsut because no one (ahem, me) put a meal in front of him lol
Whoa…holy typos – sorry about that:)
My husband is the same way – he’d be happy with meat as an appetizer, meat for entree and meat for dessert!
Glad you and your grandma had fun registering gifts together – men don’t care anyway!
Beautiful sandwich! I am definitely going to use that on “the beast” next time he rears his famished head!
Ha! I love “hangry.” And I’ve got a man who’s exactly the same way.
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I’m dying! OMG – my husband is the SAME WAY! Every time I prepare a healthy, lite meal … he thinks it’s an appetizer and is asking where the steak and potatoes are.
your husband and my fiance would be best friends. he’s a manly man & loves his meat & potatoes! :) (oh & the gym… gotta keep my big-man muscles.) like your hubby though, i think he’s quite the hottie. ;)
Love the story – typical guy :)
That sandwich looks yummy – he’s a lucky guy having you cook for him!!
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oh boy I hear this. I agree with Jessica (comment above) when she says it’s like she has a child! haha!
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OMG this is hysterical….my husband is the EXACT SAME …AND… our wedding registry event was ‘eeringly’ similar! If you tell me your anniversay is Oct. 4, this would be spooky!!
Hahaha very close! Oct 10.
Ummm Ok – that is very spooky. If it weren’t for the fact that I am in Cleveland Browns territory, everything else I am reading on your blog makes me think we were seperated at birth! ha!
I think my hubby is cheating, because you described my hungry/angry/cant make a decision/dont try it with the health food/MEAT!! hubby. God forbid we go to a grocery store and he has not eaten, he almost has a pow wow in the middle of the isle with something from the Deli!
Even when he got cancer and his surgery, he couldnt eat solids for almost a week, he was almost impossible to live with, and lost 40lbs when his system got rid of that meat. he would make me get my food from the cafeteria, and eat it in his room in front of him, so he could smell it! of course the day before he could actually eat anything solid, he stole portions of my salad because he knew it would make him gassy, so he could eat a solid meal earlier and go home to eat a steak!!
Of course he was cancer free, and now able to eat any meat he wanted, and i swore to GOD he was going to hunt it himself so he could eat it fresher!! LOL!!
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