Redefining misanthropy for a fresh generation. Standard posts begin with a definition from Ambrose Bierce's The Devil's Dictionary followed by a modern adjustment. Miscellany on Wednesday and storytelling on Saturday.
Worth the mini-wait. A bit confused about the Rukh's kicking her egg out of the nest? Had it graduated from college and just refused to leave? Anyway, glad Rufus obtained The Joy of Arabic Cooking Today's favorite line: "The talons looked like oak trees tied around boulders to remind a mountain it needed something from the store." xoxo
"... he found that the egg had crashed through the city well and come to rest outside Frumentios’ kitchen, crushing the pepper plants." I am still laughing.
Granted, an orange in my coffee mug makes me laugh these days.
"a man with skin the color of green olives and a body like a green olive stuffed inside a hippopotamus." there are so many tongue-in-sheek sentences taht I find myself re-reading teh story looking for perls of...well, Dougishness!
Okay it seems I have quite a bit of backreading (a couple a'three weeks anyway). Just wanted to say hi and have a good weekend - I'll be back towards the end to catch up!
well... if ya wanna make an omelet, ya gotta break some eggs. or, in this case, "1st steal the egg, condemn the cook to death, and, um... sauté a few onions." i'm guessing Rufus was so pleased with his creation he decided to become a vegetarian, after all! (who says you can't be a "man" and still eschew red meat???) ; )
tasty episode, Doug -- tho' now i can't help but wonder what, exactly, is inside that "boulder"?
Bravo!! فاخر, ممتاز, متفوق, متقن, بديReading today's story found me completely and thoroughly enchanted. When reading the original One Thousand and One Arabian Nights as a child, the Roc (good picture) fascinated me more than any other character. I have to say that I do not understand the part about the chef's body looking like an olive stuffed into a hippo... who's ever seen THAT?
Great story, especially the part about the enraged giant bird with eggs the size of ox-carts. The only thing that could have made it better is if I really could have dined on the meal pictured while reading it!
To hear the story, listen for the bird call.
I've tried to stay out of the fray re FIRST! But I can't help it. I can't open the story either. But looking forward to it!! xoxo
ReplyDeleteWorth the mini-wait. A bit confused about the Rukh's kicking her egg out of the nest? Had it graduated from college and just refused to leave? Anyway, glad Rufus obtained The Joy of Arabic Cooking Today's favorite line: "The talons looked like oak trees tied around boulders to remind a mountain it needed something from the store." xoxo
ReplyDeleteVery good edit, Mireille. I changed the written version to make it clearer (I hope.)
ReplyDeleteVery clever my friend! I don't know how you come up with these episodes, but I'm enjoying them immensely.
ReplyDeleteSo, the music HAS to be the Beatles! I mean, c'mon.
You're the boss, TLP.
ReplyDeleteYeah, in a way he was made an omelet.Thanks, Mrs. Bell.
Poor Frementios.
ReplyDeleteAll he wanted was an omelette.
I'm guessing when he saw that huge bird heading for him he cried out, "Oh, RUKH!"
JD that has to be this episode's choice comment.
ReplyDeleteIt seems to me that Frumentios hatched a plot that got a bit scrambled and, ultimately, went to the birds.
-Quilly
well rounded!
ReplyDelete"... he found that the egg had crashed through the city well and come to rest outside Frumentios’ kitchen, crushing the pepper plants." I am still laughing.
Granted, an orange in my coffee mug makes me laugh these days.
"a man with skin the color of green olives and a body like a green olive stuffed inside a hippopotamus." there are so many tongue-in-sheek sentences taht I find myself re-reading teh story looking for perls of...well, Dougishness!
"cheek", but you knew that?!
ReplyDeleteIt was a Freudian slip conveying my Germanness. We make great sausages!
Okay it seems I have quite a bit of backreading (a couple a'three weeks anyway). Just wanted to say hi and have a good weekend - I'll be back towards the end to catch up!
ReplyDeleteFor now, I'm off to go roller skating.
well... if ya wanna make an omelet, ya gotta break some eggs. or, in this case, "1st steal the egg, condemn the cook to death, and, um... sauté a few onions." i'm guessing Rufus was so pleased with his creation he decided to become a vegetarian, after all! (who says you can't be a "man" and still eschew red meat???) ; )
ReplyDeletetasty episode, Doug -- tho' now i can't help but wonder what, exactly, is inside that "boulder"?
Jamie Dawn, you were making a pun of "Oh, look!" right?
ReplyDeleteWhich came first, the omelet or the chef?
Minka, I've never had ground German. Thank you.
Hi, G. Remember the pads.
Oh, I say so, Neva, but I'm no anatomist. A baby rock?
Why do I even bother to comment? If I want to be ignored I could just talk to OC!
ReplyDelete-Q.
Quilly, you weren't ignored. "Which came first" was addressed to you. I left out the "Quilly, " part. Here it is to make you feel better...
ReplyDeleteQuilly, which came first, the omelet or the chef?
Hi Quilly. Everybody say "Hi Quilly!" Poor ol' Quilly. Stuck in paradise with the love of her life. How could you not feel sorry for her?
ReplyDeleteAnd your comment was very clever Quilly. As for Doug's reply, "Which came first", that was just rude. Plus none of his business.
Bravo!! فاخر, ممتاز, متفوق, متقن, بديReading today's story found me completely and thoroughly enchanted. When reading the original One Thousand and One Arabian Nights as a child, the Roc (good picture) fascinated me more than any other character. I have to say that I do not understand the part about the chef's body looking like an olive stuffed into a hippo... who's ever seen THAT?
ReplyDeleteTLP -- thank you. I knew I could count on you.
ReplyDeleteQ.
I'm with TLP. Where do you get these ideas? And the Beatles are always a fine choice.
ReplyDeleteI again reaped the reward of your talent.
ReplyDeleteEveryone seems a little competitive here today so I'll just say thanks.
Great story, especially the part about the enraged giant bird with eggs the size of ox-carts. The only thing that could have made it better is if I really could have dined on the meal pictured while reading it!
ReplyDeleteTLP, I'm chastened.
ReplyDeleteTerry, that's not surprising, somehow. As for me, I've been waiting for a Roc episode since this whole thing started.
Quill, it's not wise to grouse in the presence of Rufus.
Sis, I stare at a blank page Saturday in fear that TLP will leave a comment before my story's up. Necessity is the blogmother of invention.
O, you're welcome.
Lily, I found that photo googling "Omelet." It's a Midnight Oyster Omelet and the recipe is online (next to that picture.) Looked good to me, too.