Dearest Darling Readers,
If you are confused about the title, I asked a good friend to give me a short humorous sentence and this is what they said. Kat is a friend of ours if you're wondering.
I'm going to tell you a story now in the hopes that it will brighten your day. So when I was in the DR with Jane, her previously anti-social father relaxed and opened up a little bit and told me about an old friend of his. One day he and his friend were hungry, so they stopped at this all German restaurant. This restaurant had everything in German, even the Menu's. Growing up in Europe and being wise to the ways of German chefs, Jane's father ordered the safest thing he knew, the wurst. Trying to impress, his friend ordered some large, complicated meal off the menu. When the meals arrived, he got the surprise of finding that he'd somehow managed to order a whole, boiled pigs head! That's right, a large and very much boiled pigs head, split right on down the middle. And this guy, He had no idea how to even eat it! He was trying to carve the cheeks off and was picking at it with his, but still pretending like it was exactly want he'd intended on ordering!
The moral of this story is: When ordering at a German restaurant, unless you know what it is, just go for the wurst! Because you might end up with a boiled pigs head. Delicious!
With Love,
Bimbo
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