Thursday, July 22, 2010

Do You Really Know What You Know and Why Does Home Grown Lettuce Look Like Large Weeds

So, today is another installment of Pleasantly Disturbed Thursdays...

Have you ever been around someone for years and thought you knew them? I have. I was a teacher who thought another teacher at school was pretty scary. It seemed that whenever I heard his voice, he was yelling. He yelled in the classroom, he yelled at faculty meetings. I mainly tried to stay out of his way. (I was not scared. Hungarians aren't afraid of yellers. We just are smart enough not to risk get into it in a professional setting.). Twice in the dozen years I worked there, we were on opposite sides of an issue I felt so astronomically important (sorry, I don't remember what the issues were any longer), that I did stand toe to toe with him. I won. I remember going home feeling like I wrestled a bear and won!
Well guess what! I have been working with him over the summer, and he is just a really nice man with a loud voice. Who knew? He even drove me to school a few days when my car wasn't working. I will admit to hating the taste of swallowed pride when asking, but he was very nice about it.

And speaking of disturbed (though perhaps not pleasantly), though I am disappointed that Mel Gibson ranted racial slurs and allegedly slapped his newest baby's momma (as well as left his wife of 28 years for a younger woman), why is the media more disturbed by Gibson than by Polanski for drugging and raping a 13 year old girl? Where is the consistency? I like consistency. I crave consistency.

I love my crock pot. If I was going to cheat on my dishwasher with any other appliance, it would be my crock pot.

We picked lettuce this Monday. My family didn't grow lettuce in our garden when I was growing up. It tastes different from store bought lettuce. I sure hope we haven't been eating weeds....

My yellow wax beans in the garden will be ready for picking by the weekend. I don't remember Momma's recipe for Hungarian Wax Beans in Gravy. I tried to look up a recipe online. I found one that is almost the same, but uses onions. I am pretty sure Momma didn't use onions. I really thought that over the years I had asked her all I really needed to know. I guess that isn't true.

8 comments:

katdish said...

Did you know that the only time I've ever eaten waxed beans is when they were in 3 bean salad? I love that stuff. I thought wax beans were grown and harvested specifically for that purpose. Gravy and onions? Who knew?

Wendy said...

Just to be safe, I think you should always have a chaperone with you when you take out the crock pot. Just sayin'.

HisFireFly said...

Brilliant! And I must admit, I crave consistency too.. when I'm not being inconsistent myself....

Duane Scott said...

"I love my crock pot. If I was going to cheat on my dishwasher with any other appliance, it would be my crock pot."

I smirked so big it became a laugh. You've accomplished your PDT's mission. :)

Sandra Heska King said...

I know I didn't grow any lettuce. But I need to go paw through the grass and weeds to see if I can find my cukes.

Do Hungarian wax beans contain sour cream?

JasonS said...

Random, sweet, and profound. You are a marvel, Ms. Helen. :)

Candy said...

My lettuce is particularly bitter this year, which makes it taste weedy. At least I hope it's the lettuce that's bitter and not me.

Nah.

Billy Coffey said...

Your mind is a busy place, Helen. That's why I like taking a peek in there.