June 17, 2006

I May Be the Cleverest Woman in the World.

"What is this?" my father asked.

"It's boysenberry pancake syrup from Knott's Berry Farm," I told him.

"I'm supposed to put this on the fish?" He seemed startled.

"Just fucking do it," I responded. "And forget what I said it was."

Sure enough, he loved it. "I'd never before thought of treating salmon
as if it were pancakes," he told me. But I'd known that if I heated
that stuff up on the stove and poured it in a gravy boat, it would be
good on fish—which if course I don't even eat.

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1 Happy Father's Day!

Posted by: k at June 18, 2006 05:36 AM (y6n8O)

2 You gave him a choice by not putting it on in the kitchen? What a good daughter you are! Your tableside manner could use a little work, though...Of course by now, if you didn't say it like that, it might put too much stress on his sytem. You wouldn't want to do that.

Posted by: Darrell at June 18, 2006 06:22 AM (0opNf)

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