It’s What’s For Dinner

I’m not
threatening you.

And I’m not
saying that
you really have
to eat any
of this awful
looking stuff….

it’s just another
one of my posts
(like this one)
about advertising
that’s supposed
to convince you that
something that would
otherwise make you
wanna wretch won’t
actually do that to you,
should you be a
cooperative enough
consumer to try the
recipe or product
in question.

I probably could have
said that in a simpler way,
if I had really thought
about it, but the sooner
I get away from these
things the better,
so I’m posting these
pretty much on the run.

Which is probably what
you’re gonna get if you’re
damn fool enough to
make any of this stuff.


Maybe folk’s ideas about
what does and does not
look appetizing has changed –

– – I dunno —

but if my Mom was
using these as examples ,

I have to wonder how
I even survived childhood.

It does explain an awful
lot about her cooking,

I always thought it was
just cause she was Irish.

Oh, while I’m on the subject,
let me give you some advice –

– if you’re ever in Dublin,
and you see a Bacon
sandwich on the menu —
— don’t order it.

It’s not bacon —
it’s fucking ham.

I can’t understand how
an nice and otherwise
very civilized country
like Éire would
confuse the two, but…
those wonderful
damned Canadians
seem to make the
same mistake, so …

Hey, and another thing —

if you insist on going to
Cork and kissing the
Blarney Stone, don’t
wear the Irish green
tartan kilt you special
ordered for the trip.

You see, there’s this old guy
who has to support you
while you grab the bars
and flip yourself into the
correct and required
‘kiss somebody else’s ass’
position —

and what he’ll do
while your bollocks are
almost completely defenseless
is anybody’s business but mine.

Just sayin.

All I can tell you is you’ll
probably feel just as queasy
after that experience as
when first you read this post.

Which, obviously,
is sayin’ somethin.

Umm… I guess.

I dunno, now …

What the hell was I
talking about, anyway?

! HOY !

(Thanks to Mis Lucja 
for some of these images! )



10 thoughts on “It’s What’s For Dinner

  1. mislucja says:

    I don’t know what’s worse: spam and limas or the potato sauce!!!

  2. I think there is a Spam museum someplace in Minnesota.

  3. Great post, C!
    I’ve never been a picky eater…but the potato sauce grosses me out! Ha! 😀
    But…hmm…well, maybe…I might try it if someone offered it to me.
    The few foods I disliked as a kid, I came to like as an adult.
    My oldest and his wife took 2 trips to Ireland (related to her college music students) and my son kissed the Blarney Stone!
    HUGS!!! 🙂

  4. ktz2 says:

    Just the thought of mayonaisse/Miracle Whip makes me wanna puke..for real. HATE it. Never heard of it on pears, but WHY WHY WHY? Truly disgusting.

  5. julespaige says:

    Gotta what out for them campaign slogans too:
    Your last advertisement reminded me of when my sis and I would just roll on the floor laughing every time we heard:
    (Read it fast like Mare’s eat Oats…and doesydoates….)

    “if you think it’s butter but itsnot…” gross!

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