Hello!
I dunno folks, maybe grumpiness is in me today, maybe
Jupiter cast a too strong of a shadow last night (don’t laugh!
A kid proved itrecently), maybe I’m ready to be committed
somewhere soon; but this post is about bitching about something. What am I
going to bitch about? … Tuna salad….
Some of the memories I have from my dad, beside him hiding a
dildo in his closet, are related to food. In the last years he lived with us,
he was a cook at a restaurant, I remembered the week he tried to make me lose
weight with the onion soup diet; it worked! I was drinking water with onions,
of course it’s going to work, but then, he introduce me to the perfect tuna
salad dish….WOW, apples with tuna and red onions!! It was bound
to stay in my head for ever….and one day my kids will learn about this great
dish my dad prepared for me! Have they? Do they know of this great dish my dad
thaught me to eat? Pfff...NO!? Why not?! Well, my wife is also a great cook and she
showed me that tuna combine with corn kettles and peas is also good… You’re
right woman, but how about apples and onions? That rocks too, wouldn’t you
say?...Hmmm? And no folks, she wouldn't say! Her tuna salad is good, but I
think she fears change because the salad from my dad has never been made here…
and this is just the tip of the iceberg… Anything that implies change in her well
organized, well ordered universe is considered a treat and will not be tolerated…She
say the hat is too small and so it is!...If I look bad, she will look worst...can't have that..
Oh and by the way, traitors will be shot!
Take care folks!
PS Must have been something in that tuna…
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