despite my instincts, i went to dinner in parentland. the whole sister club was there and i hadn’t seen the folks since the big hooha. i figgered that if i put in an appearance i should be good until at least the middle of august. my mom, made spaghetti hotdish for dinner. this involves browning hamburger and adding it to some macaroni noodles and hunts tomato sauce (“but i used the kind with the special eye-talian seasonings”).
since my mom loves me she made some without meat just for me.
“so jod,” she said, “how is it?”
“mmm,” i said trying to be as pleasant as possible.
“oh stop,” my sister #3 said, “it’s ketchuppy noodles, you knew they weren’t gonna be that good.”
“can’t you have just a little bit of meat,” my mom asked.
“i could have great gobs of meat,” i said. “i just don’t want to.”
“then eat your ketchuppy noodles and shut up,” sister #3 said.
and i did.
someday i hope my mom will discover the secret joy of vegetables, but i’m not counting on it. i’ve known her for 31 years and the only vegetables that exist on her planet are onions and french fries.
also, the most disturbing quote of the night from pregnant sister #3:
“no one will go hungry,” she said. “with these big titties, i can feed the world.”
that’s when i had to leave.
Much sympathy for the ingestion of the ketchupy noodles. And your sisters are very funny ladies. 🙂
P.S. I can see your whole posts when I’m using my newsreader now! (The default files that comes with the MT installation only show a few lines.)
onions and french fries…
I laughed out loud. Funny stuff.
that spaghetti hotdish sounds strangely similar to one “bubblegum hotdish” (i still don’t know why it was called bubblegum hotdish) that i was forced to eat, a few hours later sending me to the hospital with food poisoning.
for the love of god, STAY AWAY FROM THE HOTDISH!
it’s impossible to stay away from hotdish in Minnesota. We have hotdish coming out of our ears up here.
as a fellow minnesotan, i can vouch for that, dor!
correct! As another fool who lives in Minnesota, I can safely say that you can’t swing a dead cat without hitting a hotdish… or something like that.
i think at the state fair this year, they should have a truly minnesotan delicacy: deep fried hotdish on a stick.
would it have cream of mushroom soup and tater tots in it?
i changed my mind. i’m never going to minnesota gain. *twitch*
i changed my mind. i’m never going to minnesota again. *twitch*
oops.
Heather,
Minnesota is not so bad as long as you know what you are in for. There are actually places which serve good food, the people are intelligent and good-looking (and not the smarmy garrison keillor way)and really cool things to do and see.
That said, it is the bitter cold, stifling hot and the massive amounts of mosquitos that people remember.. oh yeah and the hotdishes at the potlucks.