My 4th up north was great, minus a slightly traumatic pre-dinner incident at The Bird House. See, I have some unresolved issues with sloppy joes. Yes, you heard right. Sloppy Joes. It all goes back to the days when I used to kick and scream the whole way to daycare and then purposely tried to be as much of a brat as possible so Mom would let me stay home. One day at lunch they served sloppy joes which I didn't like but was forced to eat mine, against my will. Just to show them who was boss, I cried so long I made myself throw up. Haven't had a sloppy joe since. Until this weekend.
Sitting in the kitchen, Mrs. Bird leaned over the granite counter raving about how amazing her sloppy joes are. "It has mustard, ketchup, vinegar...all sorts of good stuff!" Could we list a few more ingredients that I hate? Instead of voicing my true opinion, I graciously said, "Oh that does sound great, I'm just not a huge sloppy joe fan. If I were I'm sure I would love yours!" Smooth, right? I thought I was in the clear. NOT so.
"Oh no, you must try mine! People who don't usually like them love my special recipe," she said.
"No, I believe you! I'll try them later?"
Shaking her head with pursed lips at the absurdity of someone not liking sloppy joes she firmly stated, "You must try them. Now." With that she dug into the mucky mixture, scooped some up, and started pushing the nose of the mounded spoon toward me. I opened my mouth the tiniest bit, trying to keep some control over the amount I had to consume, but she was determined to shove in the entire utensil full.
"Oh, wow. That is really, wow." Blinking furiously to keep my watering eyes from betraying what a hard time I was having choking it down I half smiled/half grimaced.
"Isn't it the best?" Then she sweetly apologized, "Sorry they are cold but I just couldn't wait for you to see how great they are."
"Great. They are. Great. Even cold. Yeah."
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I had really meant to post this yesterday when I got home from work but, you know, life... So now I'm like 3 posts late. Oh, well.
I have so much sympathy for you on this one. So very, very, very much. I don't know that there's more to say than that.
Other than that now I could really go for a Sloppy Jonas. (It's quite different from a Sloppy Joe. You should try it some time! I bet you'd really like it!). ;)
MJI
Blast! Matt beat me to it! Jonas has issues with sloppy joes too. I think I vomited the last time I had one too - but it had more to do with my allergy to tomatoes...
Indeed, you must have a Sloppy Jonas sometime.
JMW
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