Keith&Co.
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So Antin was shopping and came across a selection of cow tongue in the meat section. Just the sight of it took him back to his childhood. Other children used to make fun of him when they found out what was in his sandwich, but grandma used to make wonderful dishes with this cut. And grandpa used to tell him how important the peasants in the Old Country found each and every last little part of the cow So he was proud of his heritage and realized he hadn't cooked a good dish in his grandmother's honor in years.It would take a cunning linguist to convey it with more subtlety.
THat evening his wife, Kerin, came home to find the kitchen a shambles. Dishes were broken, pots were upended, water steamed on the floor, knives were trip and step hazards... And her husband, Antin, was kneeling in the corner of the dining room, shoving a broom under the piano, and swearing.
"ANTIN!" she screamed. "WHAT THE VUCK YOU DOINK?"
"Can't talk," he said. "Cat's got my tongue!"