PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox
FOOD FOR THOUGHT
After Richard got his Business degree at Louisiana U., he was thrilled to get an entry position in Chicago. He loved the South, but revelled in the global culture in the North, especially the food. When his friend, BillyJoeBob flew up to visit, he excitedly took him to the Market, to sample the foreign fare.
Bubba said, “Ain’t none too sure ’bout this Chink food. I hears they eats funny meat, and stuff that grows in ditches and swamps.”
Astounded, Richard replied, “Bubba, you’re so narrow-minded, your ears rub together. Don’t y’all remember chitlins, gator steak, poke salad, and crawfish?”
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Archon's Den 
Great riposte
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Opening minds since about 1950. Thanx Neil. 🙂
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I am reminded that one of the foods used by the early pilgrims to stave off starvation was lobster. It was highly reviled and eaten only as a last resort.
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The son tells the story of a co-worker, whose parents ran a B&B in Nova Scotia. When he came up to Ontario, he wouldn’t touch lobster, because when cash was short, his parents fed it to him, and the good food to the guests. 😳
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Richard (beats Dick) and Bubba. Oh, my.
Everyone needs one friend in a stereotype mold. They call them mud bugs (found in barrow ditches in LA) for a reason, but I’ve never been able to suck the heads. Aren’t the Louisiana Arcadians from Canada?
“Poke Salad Annie, the gators got your granny.” 🙂
I actually loved this.
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They were Acadians, which is where Cajuns comes from. 😀
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I knew it was something like that. Thanks.
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We eats what we eats. Taste is always grounded in home grown foods no matter the substance, and your story confirms our prejudices about simple foods.
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If I am what I eat – I’m a four cheese pizza. 😉 🙂
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I’d pass the gator steak.
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I’d actually like to try it, but I’d pass on the rest. 😳
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And Bubba said, “Well, that’s different!”
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Everything’s different – and suspicious – to the Bubbas of the world. 😳
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Archon, I doubt Bubba’s narrow mind will be widened. It’s called invincible ignorance. It isn’t that the capacity to widen it isn’t there — in many cases at least — it is the willful disposition that keeps them spitefully ignorant.
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It’s why I associate with the local Free Thinkers chapter. It’s no guarantee, but it’s a start. 🙂
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Nice story! Yes, “weird food” is totally a matter of perspective. 🙂
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A neighbor used to eat burnt toast and sliced pickled beet sandwiches. I make no judgements, except for me. 🙂
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Dear Archon,
I’d rather take my chances with the Asian fare. I’ve been in Bubba’s country and crawfish? BLECCH. You’ve definitely captured the voice.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I’m going to set it free now, and close the door. 😉 🙂
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