Well I just about died a few hours ago. Seriously, it was a very scary life threatening experience. You should be happy I'm still alive right now...or maybe you're not, but anyways. I ate two whole spoon fulls of my grandma's lettuce, raspberry, cranberry, pineapple, mayonnaise, jello and who knows what else concoction. Yes that's right two whole spoon fulls. But that was more than enough for me. I survived this same concoction on thanksgiving by casually handing the plate of whatever it was over to my mom, but today was different. When I tried to make my mom eat the stuff she mumbled to me in French, "Il faut que tu manger. Si tu peux manges un peu je vais finir." or something like that, I don't care much for proper French grammar, but it roughly means: "You have to eat. If you can eat a little, I will finish." So I ate some and it was terrible. I'm still gagging right now. I've decided that if there is one true reason as to why we celebrate Thanksgiving, it's not to give thanks, or gather with families, it's to deliberately try out disgusting food recipes on our relatives who can't complain and bring back the same disgusting foods year after year to torture them.
Now I'll admit, not all food at Thanksgiving is disgusting, especially foods like French silk pie (mmmm), but the small portion of Thanksgiving dinner that isn't so tasty out-does the other foods. It's like that one Mormon add with the delicious looking ice cream cone on it, but when you look closer at it, you see a bug sitting in the middle of the ice cream. Then at the bottom it says something like,"it's all good except for." Well that's the same way I feel about thanksgiving dinner. It's all good except for the stuff that isn't.
And why is it that after thanksgiving dinner you always feel as though you're about to explode? No, it's not because you've been eating too much food for too long like everyone says, it's because of the food you've been eating that shouldn't be considered food. I mean who ever heard of food making you full? Is it really the food that makes you full? Or is it... something else.
Well anyways you're probably sick of my talking about gross food. I guess we all just need to be thankful for the food we have on Thanksgiving, not how it tastes. But nevertheless, I will say that I'm extremely thankful that my grandma didn't bring her purple sour crout to Thanksgiving, but then again she usually brings that closer to around Christmas time so I should probably hold my tongue.
1 comment:
It is so awesome that your mom talks to you in French! You really shouldn't complain about food; if we didn't eat interesting foods we wouldn't appreciate our taste buds. And then, most likely, our taste buds would go on strike to get attention. So your grandmother is really doing you a favor.
How was your day?
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