Monday, February 20, 2006
He cracks me up
In my previous post I mentioned those horrible rotten pistachios you get sometimes, that taste so incredibly bad they make you want to rip your tongue out and scrub it under the tap.
Well, on Friday night I was telling D. what I had found out about pistachios (He doesn't read my blog and this kind of thing interests him.) and we got to talking about those hideous-tasting ones. After all my searching for the best way to describe them, D. came up with the perfect simile:
"It's like eating a piece of mummy."
Hee!
In my previous post I mentioned those horrible rotten pistachios you get sometimes, that taste so incredibly bad they make you want to rip your tongue out and scrub it under the tap.
Well, on Friday night I was telling D. what I had found out about pistachios (He doesn't read my blog and this kind of thing interests him.) and we got to talking about those hideous-tasting ones. After all my searching for the best way to describe them, D. came up with the perfect simile:
"It's like eating a piece of mummy."
Hee!
# posted by becca : 7:43 AM
