Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Pork Chop

I'd rather have a root canal than go out on certain nights of the year: New Year's Eve (unless it's a cool party at a close friend's house) and Valentine's Day come immediately to mind. Amateur hour.

The crowds. The hype. The planning. The price. ...and the inevitable let down.

Admittedly, we tend to be homebodies and especially when these days fall on a school night - like last night. But that is not to say we didn't plan ahead. There is nothing wrong with a nice meal at home - and that's what we had.

To be all Brady Bunch about it, we had pork chops & applesauce.

(really, just let it buffer and then skip to the 45 second mark.)

Don't ask me why, but for some g-d known reason, my mother thinks that phrase is just the funniest thing ever said. ....and she's been around since before George Burns and Grace Allen were famous. Ok....maybe that is a slight stretch, but only a slight one.

I don't think we've had this meal in the last 38 years without my mother quoting....ugh....the Brady Bunch. I just know, if she ever gets full on-set Alzheimer's, this is the one phrase she'll retain and say it over and over and over again.

Undoubtedly, the judge - any judge - will let me off with Justifiable Homicide.

It's a good thing I have a good husband, because the meal, while well intentioned, was just fair....much like any Brady Bunch episode.

......yeah, I brought it full circle.

Song by: the Jazz Passengers


Salvatore Gardner said...

That's swell.

Cubby said...

Who do you relate the most to, Greg or Peter or Bobby?

Birdie said...

The husband falls prey to every accent he hears in a movie. Then I get to hear it for the next week or so. Kill me now.

D said...

When I was little, my mom would cook the last drop of moisture out of something, so I always used to put applesauce on EVERYTHING. Great blog, btw... looking forward to going back through.

Ur-spo said...

pork chops and applesauce were a stable when I was growing up. Father called applesauce, 'hunglesuds'.