As I write this post, I think of the irony involved. My husband has decided that it's a shame his wife has no culture. Huh. Last time I checked I was a FOREIGN LANGUAGE teacher. In fact, I teach 2 foreign languages (though the one that isn't so foreign, especially in CA, I don't teach past the beginning level, but who's counting?). I have a degree in French, a masters in foreign language ed, I've been to Europe 5 times, yada yada. Yet, according to Curtis, I am sadly uncultured. Hmmm.
Basically, because I'm not a fan of seafood or Asian food, I suck. So, with less than a good attitude (sorry, babe), I accompanied him to a Vietnamese restaurant for Pho (sp?). It's a type of noodle soup. He usually gets it with yummy things like tendons in it (barf). I had the safest looking kind with chicken and no tendons. It wasn't bad-it was no Red Robin bbq chicken wrap, don't get me wrong-but worth it if it meant gaining some "culture" points in my dear husbands eyes.
I suppose French pastries and Belgium chocolates and Italian gelato (my type of culture!) doesn't count. Go figure.
4 comments:
Ha ha ha! I'm with you! I guess I'm uncultured as well. The most "foreign" I get is Chinese food. And even there I'm picky!
personally, I quite enjoy asian food(probably a good thing), but next time you get vietnamese, you should try a vietnamese coffee(iced). I think they are pretty standard, but they are usually a strong coffee with sweetened condensed milk(and be sure to stir it up!). Yes, it may sound a little strange, but it is quite tasty!love you!
Curtis, Curtis, Curtis....So strange. Don't worry Jane, you've got the good kind of culture!! :)
So the more tendons in the soup, the more culture points you get? Seems wrong.
By the way, Jane, you've been tagged. Check my blog!!
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