Friday, May 14, 2010

My Daughter's Voice . . . and Strange Food

I finally got up the courage to listen to a saved message on my phone yesterday. It was from Jenny. She had her sweetest "Dad" voice. She had come across a coupon from Home Depot for hot tubs, and was trying to convince me to buy one. She knew I wouldn't because we had had that conversation a number of times before. But she was teasingly trying to convince me how much we needed it.

Oh, I miss her.

This will be my last blog for a couple of weeks. We are not taking any computers with us to Scotland. I think H. L., Shirley, Beverly and I will fit right in over there. We all have such a Scottish brogue.

People keep telling me that I need to wear my granddad's kilt. Right. My granddad weighed about 125 pounds and had a 30 inch waist. If I put on his kilt, it would look like an apron.

I have also been asked if I will try Scotland's national dish, haggis. The answer is NO! Someday I may be hungry enough to eat animal guts. But I am not at that point yet. I often wonder how some foods came to be. I mean, imagine the 1st person to eat haggis. "I think I'll dig through this sheep's innards, take out the heart, liver and lungs, mix them with some onions and oatmeal -- and make a pudding. Yum-yum."

I mean, I have been a Texan for 40+ years, and I have never tried menudo. So I don't think I will fly to Europe to eat haggis.

The bravest adventurers when it came to food may be the ones who 1st decided to try mountain oysters. I mean, REALLY! What were they thinking?


kaw said...

It reminds me of the story about the Aggie who was eating mountain oysters....he got drug to death.

Jeff said...

Maybe you can take some mountain oysters to mix with the haggis and have a feast.

I hope you enjoy the trip.