Monday, July 07, 2008

Worth a thousand words

This pic is from our latest trip to New York. I saw this sign at the Union Square Greenmarket. Enough said.


Papa Squirrel said...

So I assume you only returned to Memphis to pack your belongings and head back to NYC. Let me know if you find bacon psychotherapy.

mjhughes76 said...

It took every fiber of my being to board that plane.

I didn't have bacon psychotherapy but I did have a bacon epiphany. Or maybe it was all the wine.

Benito said...

The saddest longing for bacon I ever saw was on a Scout trip back in the early 90s. We were backpacking, and part of our rations included foil-packed pre-cooked bacon. This one guy opened his up and, using the grammatical construction that can only come from Mississippi public schools before the casino money, exclaimed, "Bacon cold, what do?"

This has become shorthand in our family for abject stupidity.

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Michael Hughes said...

Ben-That is simultaneously funny & tragic. I can see how that can easily enter your lexicon!

We need to have a blogger dinner/tasting sometime.