That’s not really a casserole

by statia on April 23, 2004

The little deli downstairs in our office building has a little menu board outside of the door with the daily specials. The food there is mediocre, but that’s another story for another time. Today, one of the specials was chicken salad surprise.

Let me just say that whoever decided that the word surprise when labeling a meal, should be shot. I don’t ever want to hear the word surprise in the title of anything that I’m about to put into my mouth (heh).

{ 8 comments }

tony April 23, 2004 at 8:54 am

NOW you’re just making them too easy! *laugh*

though I equate the word “surprise” in a food title with someone that gets a nasty look on their face after taking a bite of something and promptly saying “does this taste bad to you?”

wheezy joe April 23, 2004 at 9:10 am

The surprise is that it’s not really chicken.

*meow*

Princess April 23, 2004 at 11:04 am

Cat, the OTHER white meat.

Kevin April 23, 2004 at 11:29 am

Why do we insist on having other people eat things that taste like ass? Why do we ask people to smell things that smell like ass? Are we not capable of deciding on our own what does/doesn’t taste/smell like ass?!

Buzz April 23, 2004 at 12:43 pm

We have a chinese place down the road from us that has a meal where one of the ingredients is “chef’s special brown sauce”.

Yeah. I’ll pass. Thanks a bunch.

another ed April 23, 2004 at 1:59 pm

I agree. Surprise has always seemed like code for left-overs. It’s like, “Surprise! the hamburger from Tuesday made it into Friday’s casserole!”

kat April 23, 2004 at 4:58 pm

I make my kids test the milk. Is that wrong? It hasn’t gone past the expiration date or anything, I just have a phobia that it might be going bad.
I know.
Bad mom. I’ll slpa my own hand.

Pamela April 23, 2004 at 10:57 pm

That ain’t butter on my popcorn…

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