Southern Hospitality.
We are back from a brief stint visiting the 'rents in Knoxville. Tennessee, that is. No, I did not grow up in Knoxville. Here is Knoxville in a nutshell: chain stores and scary dogs. To be fair it does have one saving grace, deep fried pickles.
We did the 'ole Seinfeld in Florida trip: left Philly on Thursday afternoon, arrived Knoxville Friday afternoon, left Sunday morning, arrived Philly Monday afternoon. Short and sweet. Just like I like my boys and my coffee. Ha.
Aside from Ernie nearly getting eaten by a loose bull mastiff named Tank, things were pretty much same old. Did I mention the deep fried pickles? My mother gave SFG a Chinese medicine treatment (acupuncture and cupping). We drank Hendricks and tonics, played with the dogs, ate chicken fried steak (and deep fried pickles, but not at the same time, of course, now that would be overkill).
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We changed the original name of our cream cheese frosted chocolate cupcake to 'Black Velvet' because I was so goddamnsickandtired of people asking for red velvet cake and then I explain to them we have chocolate cake with cream cheese frosting which is the same thing but it's not red well nothanksbuthanks, so ha, now they're really selling like hotcakes. Suckers.
We did the 'ole Seinfeld in Florida trip: left Philly on Thursday afternoon, arrived Knoxville Friday afternoon, left Sunday morning, arrived Philly Monday afternoon. Short and sweet. Just like I like my boys and my coffee. Ha.
Aside from Ernie nearly getting eaten by a loose bull mastiff named Tank, things were pretty much same old. Did I mention the deep fried pickles? My mother gave SFG a Chinese medicine treatment (acupuncture and cupping). We drank Hendricks and tonics, played with the dogs, ate chicken fried steak (and deep fried pickles, but not at the same time, of course, now that would be overkill).
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We changed the original name of our cream cheese frosted chocolate cupcake to 'Black Velvet' because I was so goddamnsickandtired of people asking for red velvet cake and then I explain to them we have chocolate cake with cream cheese frosting which is the same thing but it's not red well nothanksbuthanks, so ha, now they're really selling like hotcakes. Suckers.
posted by Oy Vey at 7:06 PM
2 Comments:
Jealous of your upcoming trip (Amsterdam!squee!) and so looking forward to seeing you soon.
eric's dad has told us stories about cupping. that's some crazy stuff!
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