As in any well-organised household, everything preserved at Seanhenge is labelled and dated.
So I was all the more surprised when I recently opened a tin of homemade tomato puree to prepare a tomato sauce “à la Sean”:
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| Instead of the usual date, I read: “The day before Goethe's 275th birthday”. Sometimes I even make myself smile. |
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| P.S.: Can any of my kind visitors tell me on which day I was in such a playful mood? |
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Typo in the title?Nah. It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣
ReplyDeleteEstaves de molt bon humor (de molta conya, diríem en català) el dia 27 / 8 /2024… aviat farà un any. I espero que en aquest primer aniversari del pot de tomàquet, també tinguis el mateix bon humor. I que et duri, amic Sean!
Abraçades rialleres, Sean!
Laughing hugs on Laughing Thursday – what more could I want? ;-)
DeleteAbraçades, Carme!
Your preserves are not only rich in flavour — they’re clearly rich in literary mischief too!
ReplyDeleteI love how “the day before Goethe’s 275th” has replaced a boring old date label… as if even your pantry rebels against standardisation.
And Laughing Lhursday? You’ve invented a weekday I wouldn’t mind living in.
August 27, 2024, then. An excellent vintage.
Warm regards from this side of the tomato jar,
Gumer
Thanks a lot! Much appreciated.
DeleteYou are obviously a connoisseur, dear Gumer. ;-)
La pau de la nit.
Heeheehee! Yes, last year was a good vintage.
ReplyDeleteIt also seems to have been inspiring and lifting the mood.
DeleteEnginy, temps i humor els hi dediques als teus pots de tomàtigues. ;-)
ReplyDeleteAferradetes!
Humour?! All facts. Pure facts. ;-)
DeleteAferradetes, Paula.