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Tonight, sitting around the dinner table with family back in Illinois, we were discussing the finer points of bad food.
So of course lima beans came up.
Exasperated, my aunt Sally goes, “Yeah! Why do they put those in food?!”
She’s definitely got a point.
In their TV ads, ESPN does a great job of trying to make professional bowling look cool.
Note that I said, trying.
I’d like to conduct an informal poll:
Do you or do you not break into song when adding the parsley, sage, rosemary, and/or thyme to any culinary dish?
Why do I ask? Because every time my husband decides to make an Italian dish, he offers up a little “Ode to Simon and Garfunkel.”
Mike and I just hit a low point in our culinary careers when we both decided that we were too lazy to run to the store (which admittedly is across the street) to buy more spaghetti or mostaccioli and opted instead to just break up the lasagna noodles we happened to have into more manageable bits.
Sad.
I remember being roused last night into that half-asleep, half-awake daze to my husband yelping beside me.
“Why’d you pinch me?” he hollered.
I responded: “You were irritating me in my dream.”
The other day, Mike asked me to fix the holes in his jeans.
I told him that despite my recent crafty endeavors (I made a wreath, a table runner, and I’m about to start in on some curtains), I didn’t know how to do that.
“But I thought you were getting domesticated,” he said.
That was the end of that conversation.