Wednesday, July 30, 2003

The Bag Behind the Polenta

* Don’t throw that away!
* You know what it is?
* Doesn’t matter.  We’re saving it.
* It’s a sealed featureless bag of an unknown dry granulated product.  It could be anything.
* Exactly.  Maybe something we would never want to throw away.
* We don’t need it.  We’ve had it for years.  We have no idea what’s in it.  We’re never going to open it. 
* Sure we are!
* I’m not.  I’m not interested in trying to figure out what’s in a three-year-old generic packet of mystery powder - and how to turn it into anything resembling a food product. 
* You’ve got to be adventurous.
* That’s not adventure - that’s the cuilinary version of Russian roulette.
* You’re exaggerating.  And what if there’s an earthquake?  Or a power outage?  We need stockpiles!
* Why do you think an anonymous packet of something we don’t know what it is would help us in an emergency?  Won’t we be stressed out enough without trying to figure out what our food is supposed to be?  Imagine - the lights are out, there’s no water, power or gas, the streets are in chaos - why do you think we’d want to try to eat it any more then than we do now? - Which, I think you’d agree, is not at all. 
* Let me see that.  (...) Hmm.
* What, ‘hmm?’
* It’s a peculiar color.  I didn’t expect that.
* Can we get rid of it, then?
* Well, I guess so.  But it still seems a pity.

omg..........did someone accuse *you* of not being adventurous with what you eat??  that’s absurd!

for those who don’t know, if chuckles finds something odd that interests him, he first tries to read it, then tries to eat it, and finally, will try to wear it if all else fails!!!

that’s my bro!

I’ll give you $5 to chug it.

I’m with cw. This strangely-colored bag of dry granulated product is what stupid bets and double-dog-dares are made of.

i don’t know which side you were on here, but i think i’ve been the one grieving over wasted polenta (or polentesque unidentified foodstuff).  no matter what, it DOES seem a shame.

and really how important is a clean kitchen anyway ...

you should have saved it and slipped it into the food one night just to prove your point. 

on the other hand, you could act like a normal person.

Am I the only one questioning that this is actually food? White powdery substance? Maybe I’m too much a child of the 80s but I’m thinking other things.

evi thanks for spilling my beans - and for the record it’s been a good long time since I’ve worn a found object.  I’ve taken both sides in this conversation over my life, sometimes in the same conversation.  But yeah, I can pretty much guarantee that the subject is something associated with food.

It’s Pixie dust

HAHA. Saw a Discovery special on packrats once. Scary stuff. This lady wouldn’t get rid of this filthy old broom even though she had three more in her closet. She kept saying, “Well what if all the others ones break?”

Weeeeird.

I’ve had a broom since 1986 that I wish would break.  I can’t break it.  And I can’t break *with* it.  Life is so unfair.  But on the plus side, I actually need two brooms.  At least.  My cat, she is a filthy animal…