Depending Upon How Your Boss And Co-Workers Feel Concerning Sausage, This May Not Be Safe For Work

MY WIFE and I like to do fun little things to make our lives more interesting. I've told you about some of them - Quirky Shopping Lists, Pizza Races, and Jimmy Fund Shopping, for instance. We like diversions from the humdrum.

One of the things we do, which I don't believe I've gone into detail about, is matching our meals to what we'll be viewing on TV.

I've lived with MY WIFE for such a long time that I truly don't know if that sounds insane. In any case, it's perfectly normal behavior for us. If we're planning on watching, say, a Jack Lemmon movie, then we'll try to make our entire dinner have something to do with lemons. We'll have lemonade to drink. We'll have lemon veal piccata for our main dish. For dessert, we'll have lemon meringue pie. You get the idea.

Sometimes, this sort of thing is more easily accomplished than others. Take the Super Bowl. Every year, we try to have regional dishes from the cities represented. When the Chicago Bears were in it a few years back, we made our own Chicago-style hot dogs. That was easy enough, but Indianapolis was in that same Super Bowl. Can you come up with a food associated with Indianapolis? We couldn't. It was a serious stumper. We asked around, and finally were told of something called a sugar cream pie. I found a recipe and made it. Damned good it was, too, and went surprisingly well with frankfurters covered in peppers, tomatoes, celery salt, onions, mustard, relish, and pickles. Well... on the intake, anyway.

As I say, sometimes easier sometimes, somewhat harder others. Rashoman or Seven Samurai? Well, DUH! Sushi! The season-ending episode of House? Easy choice, but not so easy to find around here: Blood Pudding!

So, that's what we sometimes do, match the food to the occasion.

Sometimes, a visual presentation is the most important thing.

A couple of days ago, we watched The Aristocrats.



You're probably assuming we had spotted dick for dessert, but we felt that would have been redundant. We had whoopie pies.

Soon, with less wurst stuff.