I made this recipe again and it’s just fantabulous!
I’m thinking that the name of that recipe is wrong on so many levels. Et tu, Gomer?
You’ve got a dirty mind!
Me, a dirty mind? Ha! You’re the one with the dirty recipes! Reminds me of this old joke:
A man goes to a Psychologist and says, “Doc I got a real problem, I can’t stop thinking about sex.”
The Psychologist says, “Well let’s see what we can find out”, and pulls out his ink blots. “What is this a picture of?” he asks.
The man turns the picture upside down then turns it around and states, “That’s a man and a woman on a bed making love.”
The Psychologist says, “very interesting,” and shows the next picture. “And what is this a picture of?”
The man looks and turns it in different directions and says, “That’s a man and a woman on a bed making love.”
The Psychologists tries again with the third ink blot, and asks the same question, “What is this a picture of?”
The patient again turns it in all directions and replies, “That’s a man and a woman on a bed making love.”
The Psychologist states, “Well, yes, you do seem to be obsessed with sex.”
“Me!?” demands the patient. “You’re the one who keeps showing me the dirty pictures!”
Accept my apologies. I knew all along that you were
talking about this gourmet treat:
Wow BD…you do have a dirty mind.
Correct, but dirty nonetheless.
I restrain a giggle every time I read “clam strips” on a menu because, after all, isn’t that the point?
Gomer, stop it! The Donna Vice Squad is going to have both of us arrested!
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