Reminded me of those oxymoronic lyrics in Stephen Foster’s Oh! Susanna:
“It rain’d all night the day I left,
The weather it was dry,
The sun so hot I froze to death”
Makes Susannah cry, doesn’t it?
I have a friend who pronounces sandwich as “sammich”. He also says, “How’s by you?” odd isn’t it?
People who say “sammich” make the baby Susanna cry.
Susannah’s such a crybaby, especially when someone steals her pie.
I had an Eskimo Pie today. I didn’t realize I had selected a box of Nutrasweetened “frozen novelties” until the day after I made the purchase. I won’t make that mistake again.
Shouldn’t that be Inuit pie?
Wouldn’t Inuit pie be made of raw whale blubber or seal meat?
Probably, but would you really want to eat that?
Hmmm…well, why not? Look, if an entire culture eats a given food, there’s often something to recommend it. Although I never did come to like nato, the Japanese fermented soybean stuff (Ick, ick, ick! The stuff smells and tastes like something I’d have to disinfect the kitchen to get rid of), Thai fermented shrimp paste (Ecch!) or menudo, a Mexican stew made with some booger-like, rubbery substance.
Hmmm…well, why not? I’ve never tried Inuit cuisine. If an entire culture eats a given food, there’s often something to recommend it. Although I never did come to like nato, the Japanese fermented soybean stuff (Ick, ick, ick! The stuff smells and tastes like something I’d have to disinfect the kitchen to get rid of), Thai fermented shrimp paste (Ecch!) or menudo, a Mexican stew made with some booger-like, rubbery substance.
Generally, I don’t eat foods that I can’t indentify all the parts of, and even then, I don’t eat it unless I like all of he parts.
So you don’t eat Vietnamese, Thai, Chinese, Indian, or Ethiopian food? Man, are you missing out!
What ever happened to Menudo? They were the pilots for future boy groups like NSYNC.
Don’t Miss Out
PIG OUT
At the Vietnamese Wok 
Wok of Asia, filled for me,
MAy I stuffffffff myself from theeeee???
Good Morning!
It’s tripe, the muscular lining of a livestock animal’s stomach. On Sanford and Son, Fred was always telling Lamont to get him some menudo, and there was even a restaurant called Manny’s Menudo Manor.
I love Sanford and Son.
I used to like John Sanford’s thrillers, but they just stopped appealing to me. Too grim, maybe.