Miss Sugar Goes East
Miss Sugar is a wonderful cook, like chef quality. She is half-Italian and learned how to cook great lasagna and other Italian dishes. She is from Texas. Consequently, she makes makes many Southern dishes. When we have our annual John Wayne Birthday Party, she does “Texas Bar B Que with all the fixin’s.” We served barbequed pork from a smoker. The fixins include Oklahoma caviar (black-eyed peas), baked beans that are like chili, with lots of sausage, cole slaw with extra stuff, and many pies, such as pecan, apple, and sweet potato pie. She makes enough to feed around 80 people. Everyone loves her cooking.
Of course, I get to partake of her good cooking every day. I have partaken so much over the years that I have gained “a couple pounds.” Okay, a couple dozen. Okay, four dozen. Like I said, Sugar is a wonderful cook.
So now that the quack doctor is not happy with the 25 lbs. I lost already, Sugar is on a new cooking path. She is taking that quack so seriously that we went together to the gym the last two days and, in addition, she bought a bunch of stuff to cook Asian food because she believes it is healthier than barbequed pork and beef and pecan pies, and get this, even than lasagna or pizza.
Tonight she made potstickers, miso soup, California rolls sushi, and rice. It was really good. I have been to Japanese, Chinese, Thai, Vietnamese, and Tibetan restaurants. I have an international palate.
However, I do not want to be deprived of the fare to which I have grown accustomed. I have requested steak and potatoes for tomorrow’s dinner. After all, I need to keep my weight up.
Then maybe for the next supper Sugar will use her new cooking stuff for Eastern recipes.
Do You Want Cheese With That Pizza?
Miss Sugar and I visited a car dealership, where we met an interesting sales person, who was very entertaining.
He is, he told us, 47 years old and does not run out to nab prospects “like the young spider monkeys” who are also part of the sales team.
We asked about a certain vehicle, a Lexus RX350. Miss Sugar said she would like leather seats. I said that I think all Lexuses (Lexi?) come with leather seats.
The car salesman confirmed my assumption. He said, “When you order a pizza, you get crust and cheese without the cheese counting as an extra. You don’t have to order cheese, but you might have to pay extra for sausage.”
This was a fitting analogy because the salesman has a very Italian name. Sugar understood immediately because her father is Italian.
I just liked being right.