And so it was, with all the running around our one year anniversary in country (July 21) came and went without notice on this here blog. However, a few weeks back Steve had a moment that pretty much summed it all up perfectly. In his own words.
“In the Parakou workstation on a Sunday morning and have a couple of hours to kill before going back to post. Decided to pop in a classic Sunday morning on TNT type movie and sadly neither Rocky 4 nor Shawshank Redemption are anywhere to be found. Instead I opted for the 80s romantic comedy classic When Harry Met Sally, Billy Crystal and Meg Ryan at their respective bests.
So I’m settled in, going through “Ben Small, of the Coney Island Smalls,” the overly peppered paprikash and the ever popular “So I went to her willage,” finally arriving on the legendary diner scene. You know, the one with Meg Ryan seeming to, um, rather enjoying herself and Rob Reiner’s mother requests “what she’s having” (side note: why is it always “Rob Reiner’s mother” and not “Carl Reiner’s wife” when the story of filming that scene is retold?). So I’m sitting there watching the scene and for the life of me I swear this is my internal monologue:
‘Damn, is that a sandwich? Look at that thing. Betcha its pastrami, or maybe corned beef. New York deli, gotta be one of the two. Oh god, rye bread. Gotta be pastrami, definitely. Man could I go for a hot pastrami sandwich right now. With mustard, meat piled all high, salt and garlic soaked in the meat, little cracked pepper on the edge - I can just taste it.’ young, attractive woman is in the throws of carnal bliss and I’m totally fixated on the idea of a deli sandwich.”
So yeah, one year down, one to go.
“In the Parakou workstation on a Sunday morning and have a couple of hours to kill before going back to post. Decided to pop in a classic Sunday morning on TNT type movie and sadly neither Rocky 4 nor Shawshank Redemption are anywhere to be found. Instead I opted for the 80s romantic comedy classic When Harry Met Sally, Billy Crystal and Meg Ryan at their respective bests.
So I’m settled in, going through “Ben Small, of the Coney Island Smalls,” the overly peppered paprikash and the ever popular “So I went to her willage,” finally arriving on the legendary diner scene. You know, the one with Meg Ryan seeming to, um, rather enjoying herself and Rob Reiner’s mother requests “what she’s having” (side note: why is it always “Rob Reiner’s mother” and not “Carl Reiner’s wife” when the story of filming that scene is retold?). So I’m sitting there watching the scene and for the life of me I swear this is my internal monologue:
‘Damn, is that a sandwich? Look at that thing. Betcha its pastrami, or maybe corned beef. New York deli, gotta be one of the two. Oh god, rye bread. Gotta be pastrami, definitely. Man could I go for a hot pastrami sandwich right now. With mustard, meat piled all high, salt and garlic soaked in the meat, little cracked pepper on the edge - I can just taste it.’ young, attractive woman is in the throws of carnal bliss and I’m totally fixated on the idea of a deli sandwich.”
So yeah, one year down, one to go.
4 comments:
Jaren take note. 20 years from now when wedded bliss has just finally started tapering off, make sure to smell like bologni once a week to once a month (whatever suits your fancy). Steve will be all over that $h** Annie, I apoligize for bringing this up.
Ain't I nice to give you two 20years of bliss?
Mmmmmm....meat! Happy One Year!
When you two to rejoin civilization back here on the west side of the Atlantic (or the east side of the Pacific, depending on your perspective), come to Tucson for a fix of bacon-wrapped Sonoran-style hot dogs, carne seca and carne asada, homemade chicken parm, caramel cake w/caramel butter cream frosting, fresh fruit pies, etc., etc., etc. And a dose of the SW contingent of the Mosow family. Ask Aaron....
ah yes. so much to look forward too... ;)
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