Wedding reception. I ask for a Jack and Coke.
Bartender says, “Oops, there’s no room left for Coke. Is that OK?”
Yes ma’am, that is OK. Very Ok.
Wedding reception. I ask for a Jack and Coke.
Bartender says, “Oops, there’s no room left for Coke. Is that OK?”
Yes ma’am, that is OK. Very Ok.
Me: “OK, son. We’re going to a very authentic Chinese restaurant. You need to keep a VERY open mind. They serve food items that you’ve probably never considered eating. But don’t make a big deal about it because that would be very insensitive. It’s totally normal to people from other countries.”
Danger Monkey, age 9: (wide eyed) “Really? Like… what?”
Me: “Well, like tendons… and knuckles… and tripe. Have you heard of tripe? It’s stomach lining.”
DM: “WHAT!!! You’re kidding me, right?”
Me: “No, very serious. That’s exactly what I’m saying. Some of the stuff seems completely wild, but it’s totally normal where they grew up.”
DM: (long pause) “No, I really don’t want to eat somebody’s stomach.”
Me: “Um, OK… it’s not people stomachs. Just pig stomachs.”
DM: “Oh! Then it sounds cool. I’ll try it.”
Homemade Indian dinner 2, The Sequel: Chicken Tikka Masala, Butter Chicken, Cucumber Raita, fresh baked Naan, and leftover Chana Masala. Deee-lish! There is a reason tikka masala is the most popular dish in England. It’s like crack. We had to make the kids stop eating it.