Hehehe… I’m so happy with my lunch today. Pickled bologna on Saltine crackers with a piece of pepper-jack cheese. Everyone in the office is completely offended by the smell, but they can deal. I love pickled bologna!
I went home this past weekend which is the only place I’ve ever been able to find it. It’s been so long since I’ve had some. I know, it sounds like the most trailer park dish in the world right? Well, I’m 99.9% a northerner at heart. This is the 0.1% of me that is southern.
I never heard of it - how does one pickle bologna?
Yesterday was stinky lunch day here - my cube neighbor had a killer-mega-potent onion - WHEW!! I long for the day when I rate a private office with a door I can close!
Oh my random-fluctuations-in the-fabric-of-space-time, Wonko, (Pratchett’s right, it’s hard to exclaim when you’re an atheist) you’re right. It looks like, like…
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SOMEBODY MURDERED THE MICHELIN MAN AND CUT HIS BODY UP AND IS SELLING IT ONLINE TO DESTROY THE EVIDENCE!
That brings back memories.
When I was a teen I had a job at the local movie theater along with a cool older lady. On those long, dull good-weather weekends when no one came to the matinee we’d pass the time munching pickled bologna on saltines.