Rebooting the French Dip!
One of my favorite restaurant foods would
be the French Dip with a side of au jus! A truly delectable
combination of bread, beef and sop, if ever there was one! However,
there's one thing wrong with that name. Interestingly, this culinary creation originated in America, not France! Apparently, some LA California eatery called
Philippe’s came
up with the first recorded mention of it way back in 1908! (Even French fries (which are often served as a side), were originally invented in
Belgium! So, you can't always go by a name when trying to figure where some foods originated from. A rather messy way to go about naming foods, in my book. So, I thought that perhaps now was the time to 'reboot' the French Dip into something more PC...
Recently, i launched a campaign to rechristen it to the 'LA Dipper.' And, while I was at it, I felt perhaps that the beef drippings, (aka the 'au jus') could also be
changed to plain old 'slop'. So, now when ordering this classic, you could
ask for a LA Dip n Slop
with a side of Belgium fries! Wow! Talk about being political correct! Inspired by my genius, I've even tried to call Governor Jerry Brown's office to see what he would think, but so far he's been out of the office each time I've tried...
Bernie Sanders is leading the polls!
Speaking of French
Dips. Just look at Bernie Sanders and the fact that he was currently
leading the 2020 Presidential candidate polls on the Democratic Party
side! (A factoid that is driving many Republicans mad with
happiness). Both they and I can just imagine what a wide appeal such an avowed
Socialist would have in the upcoming general election in 2020!
Yes, I can just
see it now. Old Bernie standing up there on a podium in
early 2020 under the glare of media cameras, doing his best to convince voters everywhere that piling
trillions more debt on top of the staggering amount we already owe,
would not be completely insane! I mean, what could
possibly go wrong with that kind of thinking? Go Bernie!
The Country Mart crawl!
As
the years have flown on by, increasingly, my body has become more
and more infirm and in meed of exercise. I'd begun to look, ever more longingly, at those
neat enclosed malls where old farts like myself can get in a bit of
exercise while also staying out of the elements. I think they're
referred to a Mall Walkers! You can catch packs of them shambling
around in endless circles most every morning in the neighboring town of Branson. Wikipedia even has a neat
definition; 'Mall walking is a form of exercise in
which people walk or jog through the usually long corridors of
shopping malls. Many malls open early so that people
may mall walk, however stores and other such facilities
generally do not open at this time, though vending machine
concessions are available.' Wow! I found myself in total geriatric envy...
Then it came to me that even though
there was no mall in my particular town, we did sport a nicely sized grocery
store! It's called Country Mart and I've discovered that if you are very
careful, you can get there early and walk and walk and walk....
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