Eating with Men
My [condensed] History
Dad. Why stop at a bite when you can type-writer your way through the whole length of the [corn] field? And never. I repeat never use your napkin until you are finished. completely. Greasy chin......required.
Garlic with J.K. "Em, the cure to that cold . . . . ? . . . 2 teaspoons FRESH minced garlic on a spoon." Not sure if we broke up because of my breath for the next 5 days or because I was so mad at him for allowing me to do this? Hated garlic until after college. Which probably was a good thing for my college experience. ;)
Bran muffins with my brother. Ahhhhh, the art of squeeze margarine in zig-zag formation - then - returning back to the same 1/2 muffin with horizontal lines. When yin & yang aligned just right you could get some strawberry jam to settle on top of the margarine mountain. The hardest part . . . . only getting to eat 4 each.
Indian Fry Bread with JJ Y. Love remembering the summer of 1994 at Manzanita Speedway. Smelling like gas [motor version- - - "garlic boy" hadn't come into play yet] watching him drive in circles, eating indian fry bread while listening to his dad curse at him. The best IFB ever.
Chicken wing.....chicken wing with RC. Watching movies from the projector room upstairs [where he worked] eating Native New Yorker chicken wings. Suicide version. Never "mild". Always double dipped in ranch. One dozen. EACH.
MG [Mr. Borscht]. Ewwww. I'd feel better if I just to a "pass" on elaborating on this one.
Fat free Carbo loading with MC. Rice with teriyaki sauce 3 days a week. What college lunches were made of.
JP: That's it's completely normal, fine & necessary to eat pancakes anytime between 11pm & 1am . . . . . as long as you are pretending you are studying at Denny's.
The Pita & I have dined together happily, in simple, unique and diverse conditions all around the world. He is handsome and [even though I don't always like to admit it] . . . funny. A woman would have a problem finding a better dining companion [as long as he isn't eating ox tail]. Maybe food is the secret to a good "union". Over the long haul - you need a person you can happily share three meals a day with and still look forward to the next breakfast.
For you Patrick:
need to suck the marrow from the bone ----- so gross.