Friday, July 19, 2013

Marilyn's Diary

 
My Aunt Lily tried to reignite the flame with Uncle Herman in every way she could. She dressed sexier. She was more inventive in bedroom as she found new ways to play dead because Uncle Herman used to love that. She even tried learning to cook.

She used to serve the normal Transylvanian cuisine. You know. Rotted flesh. Maggot infested swill. Indian food. But none of it really interested Uncle Herman. He would choke down whatever food it had taken her hours to prepare and not even notice what it was. It didn't really matter to him.

You see he would wait patient until he could creep into my room.

It was what I would eat that would get him all excited.
 

24 comments:

ndspinelli said...

What's wrong w/ Indian food?

The Dude said...

Needs moar beef.

Chip S. said...

All those spices are to cover up bad meat.

ndspinelli said...

Tony Soprano got sick on Indian food the day he and the boys clipped Big Pussy. I love Indian food. Eaten it many times and never had a problem.

ricpic said...

Well, in spinelli's line of work it doesn't hurt to curry favor with the motel set.

The Dude said...

I can patel what you are doing there.

Chip S. said...

Apparently most of those motel owners come from the same province, Gujarati. Supposedly the whole trend got started b/c some US motel owner ran an ad in a Gujarati newspaper back in the day.

The real question is, are Indian restaurants run by Indians or Greeks?

Trooper York said...

Hey even the Greek diners are run by Mexicans nowadays.

They only have an old Greek guy out front as a beard.

Chip S. said...

You sure those aren't Greeks posing as Mexicans so they could get in?

ndspinelli said...

ricpic, Great pun. As you might imagine, I have stayed in MANY hotels and motels over my career. I should have kept notes because that could be a book in itself. Wisconsin in particular has many non chain local motels. The motel got a quick 2 strikes if I walked in the lobby and it smelled like soup.

ndspinelli said...

My sister worked @ a Greek diner as a waitress when she went to college in New Haven. The diner was owned by 2 brothers. It was open 24 hours, EVERY day of the year. One brother worked midnight to noon, the other noon to midnight EVERY day of the year. They were the only person ever to touch the register.

Michael Haz said...

Nick - most of the time I stop for lunch in Madison it's at the Maharini. Very good food.

ndspinelli said...

Maharini is probably the best in town.

Methadras said...

ndspinelli said...

What's wrong w/ Indian food?


Everything smells like curry.

Methadras said...

Chip S. said...

The real question is, are Indian restaurants run by Indians or Greeks?


Chinks and the mexicans.

MamaM said...

You sure those aren't Greeks posing as Mexicans so they could get in?

Beware of Greeks bearing gifts!

Trojan Women is a whole 'nother story.

In Euripides' play Trojan Women, written in 415 B.C., the god Poseidon proclaims, “For, from his home beneath Parnassus, Phocian Epeus, aided by the craft of Pallas, framed a horse to bear within its womb an armed host, and sent it within the battlements, fraught with death; whence in days to come men shall tell of 'the wooden horse,' with its hidden load of warriors.”

The Dude said...
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The Dude said...

Greek guy takes a pair of pants to the tailor.

Tailor says "Euripides?"

Guy says "Yeah, Eumenides?

I won't be here all week if I can't tell a joke any better than that.

Horse goes to the doctor...

ndspinelli said...

Haz, Here's a bit of politics dirt trivia. When Peg Lautenschlager got popped for DUI, she had her "One glass of wine" @ a restaurant bar that is now Maharini.

Michael Haz said...

Huh. Did not know that. You mean the gallon-size glass, right?

Michael Haz said...

Nick - When we want too avoid the omnipresent liberals we stop for drinks or a meal at Kavanaugh's Esquire Club in Maple Bluff. I think we're headed there after a Mallards game in August.

ndspinelli said...

The Esquire is where I would meet some Maple Bluff guys every Friday for cocktails after work back in the 90's. The old man was still alive then, but John ran it. I've not been there in 15 years. Only ate there a few times but always good.

chickelit said...

Speaking of mallards and Maple Bluff...I recall someone rather famous in Madison getting in trouble for luring ducks to his pier with food and then shooting them in the 1970's

Could be urban legend.

The Dude said...

Oh, "his". Never mind...